Next to it—
After finishing her call, Tong Tong placed a box of scalded milk on Windsor Myres' desk and said with a carefully friendly smile, "You should drink this. Not having breakfast is bad for your health, it's not right."
Windsor Myres raised an eyebrow and glanced at her, frowning deeply.
Showing kindness for no reason, it's either treachery or theft!
This person is giving me milk on a whim, what's her intention?
Is the milk tainted?
Windsor Myres lowered her gaze and once more fixated on the intact box of milk, lost in thought.
Tong Tong saw her silence, scratched her head and chuckled, then continued, "About that issue with the old lady and me, we're preparing for a lawsuit. Lawyers and reporters might come to our dorm later. Just for questioning, you..."
"Want me to say nice things about you?" Windsor Myres understood, raising an eyebrow with a slight smile.
