"Those people exploit this point, and that's why they are so fearless." Mo Hongying said angrily.
"What's going on?" Gu Lingling asked.
Isn't it almost New Year? Yesterday, several sisters-in-law gathered to make New Year's food, everyone coming from all over, each making their regional specialties.
Once it's done, of course, you try mine, and I try yours.
So, it's unclear who tampered with the food and added some mango powder.
What a coincidence, Sister-in-law Gao Xue Mei happens to be allergic to mango.
And it's the kind where even a tiny bit causes a severe reaction.
"Mango powder? That stuff should be hard to find." Gu Lingling said.
"Exactly." Mo Hongying rolled her eyes and said, "But who would imagine someone whose family is from Guangxi, and coincidentally, they produce mangoes there."
Never mind getting some mango powder in the middle of winter, even bringing over some mangoes isn't unusual.
Gu Lingling rubbed her temples helplessly.
