The next morning, Qiu Tong packed her things and prepared to leave, but she could feel several pairs of eyes burning into her.
She casually turned to look and saw Little Yu huddled on the sofa, holding a children's book to shield her eyes. She looked a little guilty.
Qiu Tong found it strange, but she continued packing and turned to Song Yan to confirm the necessary weapons and communication devices.
Qiu Xingyu and Qiu Xingqiao exchanged glances. She bit her lips and jumped off the sofa, pretending that her legs had gone limp and she had fallen.
"Aiya…"
Qiu Tong hurried over to Little Yu's side and lifted her trouser leg to check if her ankle was seriously injured. She cautioned her. "Be more careful in the future. Otherwise, you might get injured and get a scar! That won't be pretty anymore!"
Little Yu blinked and pretended to reach for a glass cup on the coffee table, but her hand slipped and she shattered the cup.
