"Haha, you're done for, Song Yun! You still say you don't know? Then tell me, what is this thing?" Song Mei Qin pointed at the bag and asked.
Song Yun's expression changed slightly, and he said, "That... that is a specialty I brought from Sunan!"
"A specialty? Do you think my brain got kicked by a donkey? What kind of specialty needs to be kept in water? Huh? This is clearly contraband! Haha, Song Yun, oh Song Yun, I never thought you'd do such a thing. You... you... you've utterly disgraced our Song Family! I'm going to tell my little brother right away! You're finished!" With that, Song Mei Qin picked up the phone and called out, jabbering about discovering contraband in Song Yun's room, and waiting to see how Mr. Song would handle it before hanging up.
