When it was Feng Qing's turn to retrieve the spices, she directly avoided the few spices that Feng Jianing had tampered with. When she was about to turn around, her elbow was touched. Fortunately, her reaction was extremely fast, so she could ensure that the spice didn't fall to the ground. Feng Qing frowned and looked over. Only then did she realize that the person who had bumped into her was Feng Jianing. What made her feel disgusted was that Feng Jianing didn't even look at her and pretended that nothing had happened, as if it was an accident that she had bumped into her just now.
Seeing that she didn't succeed, Feng Jianing ignored Feng Qing and directly turned around to walk back to her table. Feng Qing reached out to touch her pocket and realized that there was a plastic round box inside. It looked like a powder cake.
