"Huh?"
Mù Qiānxún was taken aback once again. She was still racking her brains on how to fabricate a story, how to evade the "punishment" that was looming. She was still recalling those tragic scenes from TV, figuring out how to depict them to convince Ou Zun.
She was considering squeezing out a few tears, and which part of her body to pinch to make the tears look convincing.
She appeared so pitiful that it was like she lived the life of a beggar in the past.
Half of the things she said were true, while the other half was false. The true part was that her mom was indeed a bit naive whereas the false part was...
She had lived a carefree life since her childhood.
That is to say, out of everything she mentioned, only the part about her mom being naive was the truth.
And the thing about the crabs, happened when she was four...
She thought her narrative took a swift turn, but Ou Zun's response was even quicker!
