Candy glanced furtively at her older brother, then whispered, "Xiao Huihui pooped in your bedroom."
"What?" Zhou Yaling dug at her ear. Candy had spoken so softly that she'd only caught the words "Xiao Huihui." She hadn't heard what Xiao Huihui had done at all.
Seeing her sister's confused expression, Candy gave an awkward little laugh and rubbed her hands together. Then she repeated herself, a tiny bit louder:
"Xiao Huihui pooped in your bedroom."
This time, not only Zhou Yaling heard her—even Xia Xiaomin, sitting at her desk, heard it too.
Xia Xiaomin wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so she lowered her head and covered her mouth, her whole body shaking.
As for Zhou Yaling, she stared wide-eyed for a moment, then grabbed her stomach and burst out laughing.
Before long, tears were streaming down Zhou Yaling's face.
The harder Zhou Yaling laughed, the more Xiao Huihui trembled where he lay on the floor.
This was hardly concern for him. She was clearly rubbing it in.
Mo Jingchun frowned at the email he'd just received. He had no time to pay attention to Zhou Yaling's laughter.
The email had come from the Logistics Support Department, and its spreadsheet listed the damage the hailstorm had caused the company.
The vehicles in Candy Technology's ground-level Parking Lot were all large, so the losses weren't too severe. Only the windshields of two trucks used to transport vegetables had been smashed.
Without a doubt, the Green Belt around the campus had taken the worst hit. Most of the flowers, plants, and trees had been battered by the hail.
Glancing at the carefree Zhou Yaling, Mo Jingchun asked, "You don't have anything important to do tomorrow, do you?"
Zhou Yaling was taken aback. "No. The interns are up to speed now, so I