Don't be ungrateful when I give you face

Lin Hanxing pointed at mother he with her fair fingers.

Lu yuzhi looked in the direction she was pointing. Mother he's face was dark, and it was obvious that she was hiding something.

She muttered in her heart.

"Miss Lin, it's just a face mask. You don't have to go to such great lengths, do you?"

Zhong Xueqing spoke softly. With Lu yuzhi and mother he as her background, she appeared innocent and gentle.

The flirtatious look at the corner of her eyes and the tip of her brows made one's heart ripple.

Lin Hanxing glanced at her.

"If I call Nan Yin, I believe she won't be stingy."

Zhong Xueqing acted as if she was going to take out her phone in front of Lin Hanxing.

With that handle, even a big project like the Jiangcheng Bay Bridge could be abandoned, let alone this.

To be honest, a few boxes of facial masks were nothing to her.

But she wanted to use this opportunity to suppress Lin xiaojiu's prestige!