"That woman's background is unclear, and I have already instructed Zhui Ying to investigate her," Si Chu turned around to look at Mingshu, suddenly raised his hand and tapped her forehead, his tone a bit grave, "Be more cautious in everything, and don't end up counting money for someone after being sold."
Mingshu let out an "Ouch" as she covered her forehead, glaring at him with puffed cheeks: "I know, I'm not dumb!"
He hooked his lips in a meaningful smile, "That's not necessarily true."
Having said that, he leisurely turned and walked away.
Mingshu stared at his retreating back, finally snapping back to reality, stomp her foot in frustration and chased after him, "You better clarify what you mean, who's dumb now!"
*
"Sister Mingshu!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Mingshu incredulously widened her eyes and turned around, just as a figure came rushing towards her—only to be stopped by Zhui Ying with an outstretched hand.