The Creator (1)

"W-why are we here?" Lu Weisheng asked, gripping onto his seatbelt. He took a glance to the left and right to make sure he wasn't just seeing things, and he wasn't. Yup, it was the place he wanted to avoid. "Sister-in-law… AHHH! I was wrong! Please let go!" 

Xiong Jingfei immediately released her fingers from pinching Lu Weisheng's right cheek. Then she gently patted it, "No harm done. I still need that face of yours to get in." 

"M-my face?" Lu Weisheng pointed to himself. He frantically shook his head, "M-my face is useless! Believe me!" 

"Well, let's find out how useless that face of yours is." Xiong Jingfei pulled up to the front gate and rolled down the windows. 

"Who goes there? Huh!" The security guard had to rub his eyes. "It's the second young master! What a rare visit!" 

Xiong Jingfei turned to look at Lu Weisheng and scoffed, "Your face is useless, huh."