The situation made Ye Jiayao nervous. She didn’t want to know other people's secret. Secrets that were this type could sometimes cost a life. She had to restore the brush pot, otherwise, she was a dead meat.
How do I do this? Ye Jiayao tried to put the pieces back together and failed.
Damn! I’m doomed this time! Ye Jiayao was so anxious, she kept pulling her hair. If she knew this would happen, she wouldn’t have gone into the study. They were right - the curiosity does kill the cat.
Since she was going to get killed anyway, Ye Jiayao decided to go down swinging and unfolded the small piece of paper that was hidden in the brush pot. What the hell! If Chunyu's going to strangle me, I might as well know what I'm being killed over.
