"You really are a little genius of logic."
"Brother, just tell me, isn't 1-1 equal to Zero?"
"How can it be the same?"
Looking at her brother's glaring eyes, Candy pursed her lips. Though she was not convinced, she no longer had the same momentum as before.
After all, without her brother's permission, even if she sneaked off to the basement supermarket alone, the cashier wouldn't hand her a cola.
"Hmph~ If it's chicken soup, then chicken soup it is. Why be so fierce?"
After the meal, the iron lump produced by the millions worth of CNC machine tools was ultimately carried back to the office by Zero. Mo Jingchun didn't want it, and Candy couldn't carry it.
Watching Zero skillfully toss the little boat from left hand to right hand, then back again, Candy was quite envious.
This little arm could probably make her brother hurt for days if it hit him, Candy imagined in her mind.
"Ouch."
Candy rubbed her head, glaring fiercely at her brother.
