Old Master Yi glanced at Yang Yi before he crisply placed a black chess piece on the board.
Yang Yi's legs trembled when he saw this and automatically sat down with his back straight and looked as though he was focused on playing chess.
Zhuo Yun went speechless while following Min Yu inside the house.
Fortunately, he was not the one who stole the tea.
Min Yu glanced at the chessboard before he placed the plastic cylinder on the square coffee table by the side.
Old Master Min looked sideways and glanced at the object on the coffee table. He instantly pursed his lips when he saw the cookie images on the container. "Why did you buy cookies? Don't you know that I don't like to eat them?"
Min Yu sat down on the couch. His face seemed elegant under the light and he casually leaned into the seat. "They are not cookies."
Old Master Min asked him with a frown. "Then what are they?"
