'Ha. My master is so impatient.'
Foxy sighed, but she did speak once more.
[Hmm, do you know who among us has a higher barometer percentage and might have met our boss, xixixi?] Foxy swayed her tail again. Her eyes narrowed into a straight line.
[....Xiu Mei and Lai Jiayi? The last time I checked the barometer, I saw the two of them had the highest one.] Yu Ziyuan tried to guess.
[Yes, that's right, xixixi. Now, who do you think can have lunch with Zhao Yang?] Foxy swayed her tail lazily as she played with her whisker.
[...Lai Jiayi? Because Xiu Mei should still be at school. She can't have lunch with Zhao Yang.] Yu Ziyuan bit her lower lips. She gritted her teeth and clutched her skirt, holding back her annoyance.
[So...is the one– writing that word on Zhao Yang's palm...Lai Jiayi? Is that right?]
