Xiaobao ignored Ling Wanqiu's murderous gaze and laughed, "Red mole, what red mole? I just said it offhandedly earlier. Do you really have a red mole on your chest?"
"You're lying. You... When did you see it! You bastard!" Ling Wanqiu's face was flushed, but her gaze became even more fierce.
"What? Don't wrong me. What did I see? If we're not fighting, then let's sit down and talk about why you from Hu Mountain are here." Xiaobao chuckled and plopped down on the sofa.
"You really just guessed?" Ling Wanqiu frowned and asked, her eyes fixed on Xiaobao, as if trying to discern something from his face.
"Believe it or not."
Of course, Xiaobao wouldn't admit that he had seen something he shouldn't have while Ling Wanqiu was unconscious.
Even though she was still suspicious, in the end, Ling Wanqiu chose to believe Xiaobao.
