บท 112: Hell

" What do you mean that I cannot sell this?" Liu Hui Ying was flying into the seventh heaven when Qui Ai came into the room and burst her bubble by telling her that she couldn't sell the expensive hairpin when Liu Hui Ying asked her to sell it to a shop. " This is beautiful and looks rather pricey, what do you mean that it cannot be sold for money? I haven't even worn it once, why are you saying that it couldn't be sold for money?"