Mù Qiānxún glared at Lu Lingxi. She blamed him for everything that had happened.
If he hadn't tattled to Ou Zun, she wouldn't have had to pretend to be pitiful and cry miserably, and wouldn't have mentioned the crab incident.
If she hadn't mentioned it, Ou Zun wouldn't have taken her for a crab meal.
And there wouldn't have been a stir-fried crab dish, no exposure to peanuts, no allergic reaction! No ruined face!
All of this was Lu Lingxi's fault.
When she glared at him, even through the sunglasses, Lu Lingxi felt chills crawling up his spine!
"Ah..."
Suddenly, Mù Qiānxún screamed. Ou Zun, dominantly from behind her, ripped off the scarf from her head. He frowned, "You've been covering for a day. Doctor Song said your skin needs to breathe. There's no stranger here, you can take it off!"
"Ah...no!"