"Lin Jie, how dare you toy with me!"
Lin Jie's words made Han Wenbin furious. He started looking around the clinic's lobby, seemingly trying to find something handy to teach Lin Jie a lesson.
The tightly-wrapped woman hurriedly followed, grabbing his arm and shouting, "Han Wenbin, don't be impulsive. Lin Jie has no reason to toy with us."
Her voice was like sawing wood, making people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts, without any smoothness.
Though the voice was unpleasant, it seemed to have an indescribable magic that calmed Han Wenbin down. He just glared at Lin Jie angrily.
As the woman gradually removed her baseball cap, large sunglasses, and mask, Lin Jie finally understood why she, Xiaoxiao, covered her face so completely.
Xiaoxiao's face was covered with acne, bumpy and somewhat daunting.
