"I think you owe me a reasonable explanation."
After saying this, Ji You's face was stern, her expression somber as she stared unblinkingly at Liu Fufeng.
Liu Fufeng pursed his lips and remained silent.
Silence.
Deep silence.
...
It was as if they were competing in a patience contest, both staring at each other, neither willing to be the first to break the silence.
1 second.
2 seconds.
3 seconds.
...
Liu Fufeng's fingers trembled slightly, as he subtly crumpled the half-folded small paper man in his hand, Ji You's gaze sharp as a falcon, tracking his movements closely...
Crack~
Ji You heard an extremely faint sound of paper tearing.
She instantly glared: "You dare destroy evidence?"
Liu Fufeng: "..."
Liu Fufeng pursed his lips and shook his head: "No."
Ji You pointed at his hand and accused: "You're still denying it! That's it."
Liu Fufeng adamantly denied: "No. I didn't curse you."
Ji You, somewhat disbelieving, looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure?"
