Aaron Rong stared at the screen for a while, with a layer of gloomy haze in his eyes.
Tremella, fish maw, bird's nest, these things are things that Rong Jing would never touch. Once, an unsuspecting servant brought them to him, and the servant smashed the bowl on the spot.
How could Ji Yunsheng not know?
Even if she fell down without eating a single bite, what was she trying to do? Was she trying to test Rong Jing by stepping on his minefield?
"Besides him, who else can go into Rong Jing's study every day?"
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