Upon hearing the last sentence, Yun Qiqi paused her action of stuffing the double-skin milk into her mouth, looked up, and turned to Fu Lifei:
"Who are you saying is going to gain thirty pounds?"
Her voice was muffled, with a hint of childish cuteness, and her eyes were still innocently clear.
Yet Fu Lifei sensed a long-lost dangerous aura, and instinctively, he spoke with his tail between his legs: "Little, Little Sister-in-law, I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Little Fanfan."
Fan Xinglan: "Get lost, don't drag me into this, what's it got to do with me?"
Fu Lifei: "..."
Yun Qiqi silently looked at him for a moment, snorted coldly, withdrew her gaze, and lowered her head to continue eating the sweet double-skin milk.
Seeing this, Fu Lifei breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Thinking that since she has amnesia now, she must have forgotten about the past, she wouldn't hold a grudge so much, it must just be an illusion. Just an illusion.
