"Look at you two! Like master, like apprentice! One crooked beam after another!"
"Director Qiao, give me an explanation, will ya? I can't sleep tonight if I don't figure this out!" Song Xiaodong asked Qiao Yutong, grinning cheekily.
"You two..."
Qiao Yutong couldn't help but laugh at Song Xiaodong and Lu Yaobing's eager expressions, then she straightened her face and seriously said, "Ahem, ahem, you need to look at things with a development perspective. Although the wound is covered by the chest now, what about before?"
"Hmm?" Song Xiaodong and Lu Yaobing didn't get it.
"Before, my chest was smaller, so the dagger could reach that spot." Qiao Yutong glared at Song Xiaodong and Lu Yaobing in mock anger.
"Oh..." Song Xiaodong and Lu Yaobing suddenly understood.
"Sister Qiao, it seems you are right, it looks like there's hope for me too!" Lu Yaobing looked down at herself and said to Qiao Yutong.
