Shen Tang gritted her teeth, her back molars grinding with a creak.
She had every reason to suspect Qi Shan had done it on purpose.
He hadn't even warned her!!!
Thinking of all those big flatbreads, each and every green plum, every single piece of malt candy, and every vat of wine... Each flatbread, each plum, each piece of candy, each vat had taken forever to make, and left her parched from reciting the words.
It was like painstakingly drawing posters, one identical poster after another, only to be just about done with the client's job when someone asked why she didn't just go to a print shop and make a few copies—
Damn, you could actually make copies???
Then what the hell had she been working so hard for???
She could only swallow her blood along with her teeth.
But—
Shen Tang pulled out a little notebook in her mind and added this to the list!
She hadn't bothered hiding her feelings, so Qi Shan naturally caught the words "holding a grudge" written all over Shen Tang's face. He couldn't help chuckling.
Shen Tang: "..."
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That bastard was definitely looking down on her.
She puffed up with even more anger and was about to recruit Zhai Le as an "ally," only to find him lost in thought, his expression curious and perplexed. It wasn't until she waved her hand in front of him several times that he suddenly came back to himself.
"What are you thinking about, Xiao Fang? You look so focused."
"I'm thinking about that Word Spirit."
Shen Tang's hair stood on end. Her vehement refusal was plain in her voice. "Stop, stop, stop—I can't hear that Word Spirit right now."
"Weren't you curious?"
Shen Tang was very keen on staying alive. "Curiosity killed the cat!"