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CLANK! Someone accidentally knocked over the plate that contained the deshelled prawns Mo Jiangye had peeled for his wife, which had been beside Ye Erruo, scattering the food all over the floor.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" yelled the prison chief harshly.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry…" One of them hastily crouched down and cleaned up the floor.

"Allow me to serve you your drink." Another woman took the kettle and smilingly stepped forward to squeeze in between the couple. While doing so, she attempted to shove Ye Erruo aside with her body.

Mo Jiangye, who was in a rare good mood, did not flare up at once, though danger could be seen all over his gloomy face. Despite being so close to the man, the lady pouring him his drink was so infatuated with him that she failed to detect that anything was amiss.

Ye Erruo slowly put her chopsticks down. "Leave the kettle behind. I'll pour it for him."