Meanwhile, Shi Kuang had, in fact, heard every single word. His entire body stiffened, his expression turning extraordinarily serious.
Without saying a word, he slowly shifted his weight and turned his whole body around, suddenly finding the distant scenery intensely fascinating.
Unfortunately, his ears were completely beet-red.
Mao Mao, still perched on his shoulder, tilted his head. "Uncle?"
"Hmm?"
"Why is your ear so red?"
"Because you bit it."
Mao Mao blinked, then promptly bit it again.
Shi Kuang closed his eyes in despair. "Forget what I asked."
Feeling like she might actually die of embarrassment, Lin Muyu grabbed Su Qinglan's arm. "Come with me!"
"Where?"
"I have something important to ask you!"
Su Qinglan glanced longingly toward the kitchen, her stomach letting out another tragic growl. "Can't it wait until I eat?"
"No!"
"Muyu, I am literally starving."
"This is important!"
Su Qinglan eyed her suspiciously. "What could possibly be more important than food?"
