The two words had just been spoken.
But a small, fair hand was faster.
In the blink of an eye, she pulled out the envelope that was peeking out of Shu Ze's pocket.
Then she ripped it up.
The wind blew, and the paper pieces scattered and disappeared without a trace.
She stood there, biting her lip.
Feng Rong's face was sullen, his dark eyes fixed on Su Yan.
After a long while, he sneered.
"Little Stepmom, am I interrupting your flirting with another man?"
Shu Ze listened to the words "Little Stepmom."
Surprised, he asked,
"You, you guys..."
Su Yan looked at the basketball in Feng Rong's hand.
"Xiao Hua,"
"Host?"
"Is the task considered completed?"
"Shu Ze didn't accept the gift. You need him to take the basketball for the side task to be considered complete."
Su Yan was silent.
He discovered it, so he's definitely angry.
But making him angry, the task hasn't been completed yet.
If I try to give it again and he finds out, he'll definitely be even angrier.
