"Tianye? What is Tianye? I don't know what you're talking about,"
After a moment of tension, a certain Little Tuanzi quickly regained composure, tilted his head, and asked innocently.
Seeing his composed demeanor, Yan Lin's eyes flashed with a mysterious glint once again.
Indeed a clever little fellow.
"Don't play dumb with me. Do I need to tell your 'master' about your intrusion into the National Treasury?" Yan Lin continued in a stern voice.
Go ahead and tell. His "master" is his mother anyway, who knows everything.
A certain Little Tuanzi arrogantly muttered to himself.
But he was also clear that if he continued to act nonchalant, Yan Lin would definitely suspect his mother.
After hesitating for a moment, he immediately put on a nervous expression.
