"Don't be angry." Gong Hao held Fu Xi's hand and comforted her softly.
"The can of milk powder is gone. I'll get my teammates to get you another can."
Little Bear also came over and stared at Fu Xi with grievance in its small eyes, making her heart soften.
Fu Xi leaned over and hugged Little Bear, her gaze still locked towards the direction Gong Cheng left in.
"Ah Hao, there is a problem with him."
Gong Hao's pupils constricted as he lowered his voice. "You saw through it?"
"Right."
Fu Xi swept her gaze across the sea. The milk powder had completely dispersed and disappeared. Only the milk powder jar was left floating on the sea, reflecting the faint light of the sun as it undulated.
Fu Xi's eyes turned cold.
"Once or twice can be a coincidence, but three or four times? He even stopped me from investigating. There must be a problem."
