"I didn't lie. It wasn't me!"
Under Ma Wei's somewhat guilty denial, Feng Tianshuo helplessly shook his head, turned, and walked behind Stan, cautiously patting his shoulder.
"Boss... I didn't want to disturb you, but you heard him. He said he didn't do it."
Stan, who had his back to them, froze slightly and removed the special jade slip stuffed into his ear.
Stan turned around, looking dazed as he sniffled.
He walked up to Ma Wei, carefully sniffed him over, then spoke beside him with deep meaning in his voice:
"Of course you didn't take it... But do me a favor. Find it and bring it back to me before noon tomorrow."
With that, Stan teasingly patted Ma Wei's head and left with Feng Tianshuo.
Ma Wei stood there trembling for a long time. Then he chased after them and roared down the stairs, "Old Feng, I told you, I didn't take it! That thing isn't mine! Go find it yourselves if you want it!"
Only the dull sound of boots treading on the Wooden Plank came from below the stairs. No one answered.
Sutier curiously turned her head and met Ma Wei's eyes.
Ma Wei slapped Sutier in a rage. "Get back inside! If you steal my liquor again, I'll break your dog legs!"
Watching the girl clutch her reddened cheek and flee home in a panic, Zhong Yi could not help feeling a trace of pity.
"Ugh, what a brute! I really want to teach him a proper lesson!"
Zhong Yi indignantly left the doorway.
Going by his nature, he would definitely reason with Ma Wei and have a good talk with him, persuading him to treat his daughter well.
Unfortunately, Li Ang's body would not allow it.
Li Ang lived by the principle of concealing his