Speaking of which, Lin Hai lifted the glass under Ouyang Xiaoya's watchful gaze.
"Hmm?" At the moment Lin Hai lifted the glass, he smelled that something else seemed to be added to the milk.
"Could it be poison? This woman wouldn't be that cruel, would she? No, it seems to be the smell of laxatives."
He, the undisputed number one in the assassin world, had an exceptionally sensitive sense of smell.
"Hehe, thinking of harming me? Still too green, CEO." Lin Hai chuckled inwardly, and with an exaggerated motion, he lifted the glass and gulped down the milk, his throat moving and even making a "gulping" sound.
Ouyang Xiaoya, who had been secretly watching Lin Hai, saw that he really drank all the milk in one go, and her hanging heart was finally put to rest as she thought to herself: "Haha, Beast, let's see how you make a fool of yourself this time, you're gonna crap yourself to death."
"My dear CEO, your milk is quite tasty," Lin Hai said with a smile.
