"Is he… Angry?" Xia Xibei was a little apprehensive. "Did what we say make him mad?"
Liu Manhong carefully recalled the situation just now, as well as Qiao Yanjue's reaction, and an idea flashed through her mind.
Xia Xibei was a little nervous, catching Liu Manhong's stare. "Why are you looking at me like that? What did I say?"
"You really don't know?" Liu Manhong asked gingerly.
"What… Should I know?" Xia Xibei was also at a loss.
Liu Manhong frowned and stared at her for a while, then finally shook her head, "Nothing. It's just his stinky temper. Ignore him."
"Okay, let's get back to this." Liu Manhong picked up the face cream Xia Xibei brought back, "Has mass production started yet?"
"Almost."
Xia Xibei did not understand what Liu Manhong just meant but did not investigate further.
She always felt that if she continued to look deeper, something terrible would happen.
