Su Zhining's chest surged with anger, and she suddenly turned her head, glaring at Xu Ying with murder in her eyes: "Station Chief Xu! Why didn't you keep an eye on this bandit fox?!"
Xu Ying was still eating, and upon hearing Su Zhining's scream, she poked her head out of the wooden house, looking bewildered: "Huh? What's happening?"
The next second, her gaze landed on the Fox Director—it was elegantly perched on the six-figure "Royal Fox Toilet." It even flicked its tail leisurely, displaying a calm demeanor as if declaring, "This bowl is now commandeered."
Xu Ying: "..."
I told you earlier to put the bowl away and you didn't listen, now you're here preaching again.
Xu Ying shook her head, her tone regretful: "Didn't Miss Su just say in the house that if the bowl breaks, it's just twenty thousand yuan for a sound? Now the bowl isn't even broken, why are you getting so worked up and giving me trouble."
