"..."
Looking at the mess of gifts on the ground, not a single one she recognized.
The young Yun Qiluo felt the deep malice from the world for the first time.
She blinked, still a bit unable to believe this painful truth.
Asked, "Where...where's the food?"
Fan Xinglan was stunned: "No food."
Young Master Mao followed up: "Little Sister-in-law, we thought that since you're just recovering, you shouldn't eat too much junk food."
"Yes, yes."
The others chimed in.
Each saying it was for her good, Yun Qiluo's small body became stiff, tears glistening in her eyes.
Fu Lifei stood there, looking at Yun Qiluo's struck-by-lightning expression, couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
At this laugh, the young girl immediately focused her gaze on him.
Her dark eyes met his, making Fu Lifei's spine chill; he quickly suppressed his smile: "I didn't mean to..."
But Little Sister-in-law looked way too funny like this!
If captured on camera, it would be a perfect meme.
