"That's because you know it's mine," Ye Xiaotian said teasingly.
"Try mine and tell me if you can taste a difference between the two," said Mo Li.
Ye Xiaotian took a sip out of his glass before trying hers. "It does taste a bit different," he concluded with a frown on his forehead.
Mo Li turned around to carry the pot of plant on the window ledge and showed it to him. "I haven't been drinking the milk served to me the past few days – I've been pouring them into this pot of plant instead. Look, the waxy green leaves have all turned yellow and withered. I'm wondering, could there be something wrong with this milk?"
Ye Xiaotian took a closer look and realized that it was indeed so. His face immediately stiffened with dismay.
"Go watch the surveillance camera footage with me."
"Okay."
They arrived at the surveillance cameras monitor room and extracted the footage from the surveillance camera in the kitchen.
