Sang Xia raised her eyebrows subconsciously.
The corner of Rong Zhan's eyes twitched. He seemed to have realized something and said hurriedly, " Cheng Donglin, why did you take out this bottle too?!
As he spoke, he explained to sang Xia in a seemingly casual manner, " I made three bottles and one of them exploded. I was planning to keep this bottle in the refrigerator for you, but I didn't expect Cheng Donglin to be so quick to take it out.
He explained it intentionally or not. Sang Xia only frowned slightly and did not think much about it. Cheng Donglin, on the other hand, felt a shiver run down his spine. He realized that he had said something wrong.
Cheng Donglin quickly tried to explain, " yes, yes, our boss is not a prophet. He just made a few more bottles-no, he didn't make a few more bottles. He's ran ran.