Gao Dashuai's words were the classic "a guilty conscience needs no accuser," digging his own grave.
A chain of laughter, both loud and soft, rang out, even Jun Ye's ice-cold face cracked with a icy smile.
After entering the guest room, Zhao Wensheng asked what souvenirs they'd bought, and then admired the teddy bear bought by Yao Ke, studying it and saying, "Yao Ke, you have a unique eye. This is great for a girl, nice and big. She will definitely like it. Girls like to hug big stuffed animals. Don't you think so, Dr. Fan?"
Fan Shuxia, unsuspecting of any trickery, replied, "When I was very small, I found the bear quite large and was a bit scared of it, but later on, I got used to it. I had to hug and sleep with it. Without it, I couldn't even fall asleep. A larger bear is comfortable to hug and sleep with as you grow up."
"Dr. Fan," Gao Dashuai yelped as if he'd discovered a new continent, "your family must be very rich, being able to afford a teddy bear twenty-some years ago."
