It's definitely Candy's doing, no doubt about Bun.
For one thing, the cake box is obviously opened by a person. If it were Bun, there'd be a bite hole instead of a neatly opened box.
Besides, the cake has been on the table all morning, and Bun hasn't even glanced at it.
It's been there all day, and Bun hasn't looked at it once.
Box or no box, Bun wouldn't spare it a glance.
For Bun, who is a lazy eater, there's no point in looking at something it won't eat.
Mo Jingchun walked up behind Candy and turned her around with a mock serious face.
Looking at the little cat-like Candy, Mo Jingchun nearly burst into laughter but needed to maintain his serious composure, almost getting an internal injury from holding it in.
The urge to laugh without being able to is a real struggle!
With cream still on her face and no time to wipe it off, chubby-faced Candy looked innocently at the stern-faced Mo Jingchun.
Her pursed lips were Candy's last stand.
