The black-haired girl quietly nodded, her hand still covering her mouth.
"This tea needs to be sipped slowly, bit by bit. You all just gulped it down—how is that okay?"
Cheng Daqi could only offer a bitter smile.
He had wanted his two friends to experience the art of Gongfu tea, but now it seemed his good intentions had backfired.
"So, I think I get what you mean, but let's skip the tea talk for now.
I want to know, how did he end up pointing a gun at your head?"
The black-haired rich woman's question also piqued Lisa's interest; she was curious too.
As the character with the least screen time, the Joker, she hoped to take a peek at the other characters' scripts.
"It was roughly when he came looking for me, I read Gru's wariness about this matter in his words and realized it was an opportunity, so...
I told him I had revealed the truth to my girlfriend, which is you.
Mi'er, you have helped me so much during this time, I wanted to give you a gift.
