Shi Fu came in with a straight face, still carrying the cold air from outside. He looked especially serious. "I'm not drinking it."
Feng Yu looked up at him and noticed that his expression was not right. He put down the teapot and asked him, "What's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"
Shi Fu handed him the tablet and said with a straight face, "Take a look."
Suspicious, Feng Yu lowered his head to take a look. The more he looked at it, the uglier his expression became. When he finished reading it, his expression was worse than Shi Fu's and he almost threw the tablet to the ground.
Fortunately, his years of upbringing did not fail him. He only returned the tablet and punched the table, causing the tea to splash. "They're too much! I've already warned Ji Ziyin in private. It seems like she didn't take it to heart at all. Could it be that she thinks I don't have evidence!"
