"Oh? Then how do you explain her hands?"
He Yingdong slightly raised his eyebrows, his cold gaze chilling to the bone. Although there wasn't much expression between his exquisite brows and eyes, there was a hint of darkness swirling in his eyes.
He then pulled Li Jiaqi into his arms and lifted up her small hands.
Everyone went silent after taking a look.
"Oh, I know this. Miss Li has a skin allergy, right? I've told you before, don't play with water in the middle of winter... haha, you must be trying to make the Third Young Master sad!"
Ah Li said with a cheeky grin.
Li Jiaqi blushed with anxiety, this Ah Li was too cunning.
The lies she came up with were well thought out.
"You're talking nonsense. My hands got like this from washing clothes for He Ziting... instant noodles... it's because you all wouldn't let me eat, trying to make me starve. I was so hungry, I had to go buy it."
"Hmph, Third Young Master, don't believe her; she's a master of lies!"
