Lin Yuan tugged at Xia Zheng's sleeve, with a note of fault in their voice. They shouldn't have used someone else's spoon without telling Xia Hen first, and previously Xia Zheng had even joked, asking if she liked it and offered to give it to her if she did.
Though she never asked for it, it still felt wrong.
But wait, didn't she tell Xia Zheng to return the spoon? Could it be that Xia Zheng didn't return it?
Looking up at Xia Zheng, Lin Yuan narrowed her eyes.
Xia Zheng touched his nose sheepishly and chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, I was so caught up in eating and chatting that I totally forgot."
Pfft!
Lin Yuan shook her head and was rendered speechless. What could she say? The fault was Xia Zheng's!
"Uncle, that spoon... it should still be in the kitchen, why don't you go take another look!"
