In just a single sentence, the question halted Big Sister's tears temporarily.
She looked up and glared fiercely at Shen Zhou with dead-fish eyes, pointing at him.
"What do you mean by that? Say it again if you dare. You're asking if my conscience doesn't hurt? Shouldn't it be your consciences that hurt? Are you trying to turn the tables on me?"
Big Sister truly lived up to her name, displaying quite the shrewish demeanor.
Shen Zhou had only asked one question, and she erupted like thunder and lightning.
Shen Zhou, with an impassive face, said indifferently, "Your face turning like this has nothing to do with cosmetics but rather someone gave you some type of toxic chemical, didn't they?"
"Big Sister, be careful! You might not be aware of how poisonous this chemical is. You might think just applying it on your face will get you paid, so you gleefully did it!"
"If it's not washed off within five minutes, your face will truly be ruined."
Big Sister was shocked.