"Ya'er, it seems like you misspoke there!" Little Dot Under the Grapevine saw it all with his own eyes.
At first, seeing Ya'er looking like a fool, Little Dot Under the Grapevine was very pleased with himself, laughing gleefully.
He was so proud that he didn't even pay attention to Li Changlin's elongated face.
And Lin Ruonan, who knew when she had quietly come over, also had a trace of a playful expression on her face.
"Li Changlin, you seem quite unwilling!" Little Dot didn't notice, but Zhou Xingxing, who was standing beside Li Changlin, certainly did catch the expression on his face.
"Last night, a female gamer sent me 18,888 little yellow ducks, and now Brother Grape is using this prop, probably imitating that female gamer," Li Changlin said, his face screwed up in distress.
