At this moment, a glass cup placed on the coffee table wobbled and fell to the ground with a clang, shattering into several pieces.
Zhou Nuo jumped. When he turned to look, a trace of fear flashed across his face. "Why did the cup fall?"
"You brushed against it when you passed by," Xie Xuan said without looking up.
After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something and was stunned.
"Were you frightened just now?"
"Of course, I'm not mentally prepared. It's normal for me to be frightened when a glass is suddenly smashed." Zhou Nuo was focused on finding a servant to clean up the glass shards. "Hey, Brother Xuan, where's Aunt Zhu? Is she on leave today?"
Be mentally prepared…
It was a normal reaction to be frightened…
Xie Xuan raised his beer can and took another sip. After a few seconds of contemplation, he stopped frowning.
It seemed too early to say some things.
…
At the café on the other side.