Xiao Cui's face turned red and she said, "I don't have a nail clipper, will a cake knife do?"
"Sure, as long as it can cut through the fuse, it'll do!"
Wang Xiaolong didn't know what a so-called cake knife looked like, but he figured since it had the word "knife" in its name, it must be sharp.
However, when Xiao Cui struggled to pull what she called a cake knife out of the pocket of her dress, he was dumbfounded.
The cake knife was made of plastic.
Although it looked like a knife, the side for cutting was serrated.
Wang Xiaolong said speechlessly, "Don't you women always carry a makeup bag with you, and don't those bags usually contain items like nail clippers and eyebrow razors? How could you end up carrying a plastic cake knife?"
"Today is my mom's birthday, and when I got home and was about to cut the cake and take photos, I suddenly realized I left my phone at the office. I was in a hurry and just grabbed this."
