With three candies falling onto the table.
Chen Yi's eyes slowly widened.
The words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly got stuck and were swallowed back down his throat...
He seemed to feel... something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.
The room, bathed in warm light, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
The previous undercurrents seemed no longer hidden. As Chen Yi's greed grew, Qin Qingluo's domineering nature, and Zhu E's repeated retreats reached their limits, suddenly everything broke like a bottle, spilling its contents...
The next moment, it was as if steel cavalry broke out, echoing with the clamor of weapons.
Qin Qingluo's gaze slowly shifted from Zhu E's face to the three candies on the table.
Silent for a moment, only the flickering shadows of candlelight, making her complexion fluctuate between light and dark.
She didn't speak immediately, just turned her head and slowly looked towards Chen Yi,
"Did you give these?"
