Winter Melon's expression stiffened, and it was about to answer.
But then Chen Baiqing's tone suddenly cleared with understanding as she said:
"How stupid of me. If you were afraid of dying, how could you have spouted all that false intelligence so readily just to disgust people?"
"In that case, you can satisfy my curiosity today."
Winter Melon sucked in a breath of cold air. Its stumbling tongue suddenly became nimble, and an excuse it had failed to think of before tumbled straight out:
"Xu Linglong must have secretly tampered with this, just to get you to eliminate me! This is a setup!"
At those words, a slight smile curled Chen Baiqing's lips. She said nothing, merely studying Winter Melon.
Winter Melon understood that whether it would be simmered into winter melon soup today depended on its next answer.
But it could not take all the blame for this. All it could say was that life as a demon was hard and rather helpless.
Winter Melon had no idea how it had ended up in such a situation, where almost no one on either the human or demon side would believe it.
Naturally, it knew it had been slacking off lately, but there were reasons for all of that.
After all, Winter Melon understood its awkward position. Whichever path it took, its future was so dark it might as well not exist.
However nice Chu Xingchen's words sounded, Winter Melon did not expect him to actually keep his promise.
Under those circumstances, its motivation to slack off naturally far surpassed its motivation to work hard. After all, working hard was exhausting, while slacking off was comfortable.
But clearly, Winter Melon needed to have value if it wanted to stay alive.
Winter Melon gritted its teeth. Sure enough, how could a