Yan Qing turned around abruptly, feeling as if he had fallen into a fox's den and was about to be swindled out of everything.
"How did you know?" Tang Ke smiled innocently.
"When you tricked Gu Xiaojun into eating the orange just now, you remained silent, which was very unusual," Song Yaozhuo analyzed.
Yu Qiuchi also realized that Tang Ke was the type who loved to watch the drama unfold. If Jiang Chenzhou and Song Yaozhuo hadn't spoken, no one would have suspected anything, but Tang Ke would definitely have added fuel to the fire. The fact that he hadn't spoken just now was very illogical!
Tang Ke admitted, "I did know it was Jun Xiao's, but I didn't know the oranges were so sour. I'm innocent!"
[There are no innocent people here today.]
[My head hurts, I think we could play a murder mystery game!]
[Murder Mystery Game @ Director Zhou]
"This knife might be a bit small." Yu Qiuchi took the small knife from Gu Xiaojun, gestured with it for a while, and finally stabbed it directly into the watermelon.
Finally, with the hole, the crack slowly extended to both sides, eventually splitting in two. Although Mo Weiyun caught it, watermelon juice still spilled all over her, turning the white corner of her clothes pink.
“Qiu Chi is rather fierce…” Yan Qing hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Jiang Chenzhou quickly took out tissues to help Yu Qiuchi wipe her clothes: "You probably can't wear these clothes this afternoon."
Tang Ke patted Yu Qiuchi on the shoulder: "My beautiful wife is going to play a dress-up game this afternoon, so she doesn't need to wear her school uniform."
"Tang Ke, I call you brother, can you please stop calling me that... It's so embarrassing!" Yu Qiuchi said, somewhat embarrassed.
"But that's what your fans call you, so why can't I be their fan?" Tang Ke raised an eyebrow, smiling smugly.
"Don't try to take advantage of others," Mo Weiyun said, handing a slice of watermelon to Yu Qiuchi.
"Everyone competes fairly, how can that be considered taking advantage?" Tang Ke was much more difficult to deal with than Xie Ting and Si Yanqing. He shut down Mo Weiyun's words and said to Yu Qiuchi, "I'll treat you to the movie this afternoon!"
Before Yu Qiuchi could speak, Jiang Chenzhou lit up his phone, which showed a payment interface: "No need, it's on me. I've already bought the tickets."
"What movie?" Yu Qiuchi seemed to get excited and looked up from the watermelon.
Jiang Chenzhou pursed his lips, scrolled through the screen on his phone, then looked up, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes: "Horror movies..."
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