Gong ze also turned around slowly and followed his line of sight. He saw that the window was not closed! There was also a light footprint on the white table.
"Who is it?" Gong ze was shocked to see the footprint.
"Cheng." Mo Yanchen called out to Shen chengjing and handed mo Qingcheng over to her. She reached out to take it.
Mo Yancheng walked forward, picked up the bowl, and sniffed it. His fingers landed in the middle of the bowl, picked up the dregs, and sniffed them. He took a tissue to wipe his hands, but he did not throw it away.
"Men! Men!" Gong ze was a little flustered and ran outside.
"Uncle," Shen chengjing said softly as she walked up to him."Did someone put something in his bowl?"
Mo Yanchen looked at Elder Gong and said,""Let's go out first. "
He walked out, and Shen chengjing followed him.
