"Yan Xiaofei, did you do something sneaky last night? You seem especially cheerful today." First thing in the morning, Xu Xiaoyan asked Yan Fei, who was humming a song with a beaming smile on his face.
"Ah?" Yan Fei was taken aback and nearly threw the kitchen knife in his hand. "What wrongdoings are you talking about? I'm not capable of any wrongdoings. Am I not allowed to be in high spirits? So what if I'm delighted?"
"Humph, don't try to play dumb," the girl sneered. "I won't ask then! If you dare, just keep it to yourself!"
Yan Fei stayed silent, his heart itching with discomfort.
How could she just not ask? He had the perfect answer planned. He would tell her he had a prophetic dream, where divine beings revealed the Paper factory would shut down. It would leave her wondering daily how he had such timely insider news.
Having caused such chaos, it's impossible not to feel a little anxious. After all, the metamorphosis of a gigantic snake had sent many people into chaos.