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Upon hearing what Yu Chen had said, Luo Xiaolei froze for a second before she began coughing heavily. 

"Cough, cough… w-what did you just say?" she asked the moment she succeeded in stopping herself from coughing. Her eyes were filled with nothing but disbelief as she looked at him with wide eyes. 

But Yu Chen was calm as usual. He inclined his head slightly and repeated his words with a serious tone. "They are not awful because they are marks crafted by you."  

The second time Luo Xiaolei heard it, and had finally confirmed that he really said that unbelievable line, she didn't just feel her face overheating, this time, she also felt like blood was about to gush out of her nose. 

She was so stunned she suddenly jumped off him. She stood before him, looking at him, while he too, gazed up at her.