C352 He Was Just a Slave of a Daughter!

"Is this a mask?"

Di Yeming's mouth twitched as he looked at the pig-shaped mask in Sixth Master Di's hand, feeling like he could strangle him. Meanwhile, little Jiajia tilted her head, eager for praise. "Daddy, isn't this little piggy cute? I picked it out! Uncle Sixth Master wanted to buy those plain white masks, but they have no style at all