Bai Lingling looked at Yun Wanrou's pale face and almost laughed.
Aiya.
She had nearly forgotten.
That would have been such a pity.
What kind of proper bet collection only took the prize and then ended there? That would have been too careless. Too wasteful. Too soft-hearted.
And Bai Lingling was feeling many things right now, but soft-hearted was not one of them.
Her eyes brightened a little.
Then, in the sweetest voice possible, she asked, "Cousin, did you forget something?"
The entire store went still again.
Yan Hai's eyelid twitched.
The store owner's heart dropped straight into his shoes.
Several bystanders who had just started breathing normally suddenly regretted it and held their breath again.
Yun Wanrou's face turned even whiter. She looked at Bai Lingling as if she were looking at some smiling ghost that had crawled out of a cursed well.
Forget something?
How could she forget anything?
She currently wished she could forget this whole day.
