"A gift?" Deng the Third half opened his mouth and raised his voice.
Before Lou Cheng could answer, Deng the Third's face turned red like the piece of cloth used in a bullfight, blood about to drop.
He was desperate to figure out the truth but unable to talk. His confusion came out as a chuckle. "As long as you got what you want."
He put that bag down and rushed to leave but stumbled over the threshold and almost fell by the door. He dashed down the flight of stairs without looking back.
A dead silence hovered above Qi Yan's living room for dozens of seconds until Lou Cheng's mom asked confusedly, "Cheng, who presented you these?"
A fresh year university student with little social connections could find his way to get Ningshui County original-proof hard liquor and Maojian green tea?
She felt responsible as the mother to dig out the truth to protect her son from a big scam!
