Money to Burn

After hearing what Lin Qiaoyu said, the other five girls turned and glued their eyes to Jiang Yao's flat belly.

"Hey, hey! Stop staring at my belly!" Jiang Yao covered her belly and frowned at them. Moe's smirk resonated from her bag, she curled her palm into a fist and punched the bag twice, and then huffed in satisfaction when Moe squeaked an 'ouch!'.

"I'm not pregnant! You guys have pretty absurd imaginations!" Jiang Yao pointed at her bag and said, "I bought it for Moe, it doesn't like eating dried fish or cat food lately."

"Can cats eat these?" Wen Xuehui frowned, curious.

"Yes, that's what we feed our cats back in my hometown, it's fine." Jiang Yao was pretty quick in making up a reasonable bluff, she did not even blink her eyes or blush when she told the lie.

"Oh, I see." Lin Qiaoyu, on the other hand, was the one who blushed timidly. "I'm sorry, I'm overthinking it."