Flipping a Hand to Suppress
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Zhao Ning'er was not in a rush. She was not freaking out either. She calmly said, "So, this old man wants to see my natural face. Of course, I will allow that. But you are such a famous person, so are you really going to trouble a little girl?"
The old man laughed. "Throughout my whole life, all I have ever enjoyed is making little girls squirm through trouble. Stop talking crap! Let me see what you really look like."
"If the old man must see me, then I will comply," Zhao Ning'er coldly said. "If I do not want to reveal myself, even a god's face would show displeasure. I am just an ordinary girl. I am afraid it will affect the old man's perception and thoughts of me. My image will be ruined."
When the old man heard that, he was shocked. He was only there to see and spend time with a beautiful woman. If he could not see the prettiest face from Zhao Ning'er, it would have been a shame.