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Unexpectedly, the moment Nan Linyue finished her sentence, everyone turned to look at Ruan Qiuyan.

The probing gazes made Ruan Qiuyan want to slap her to death, but she didn't mention the pot at all.

"…"

Nan Linyue also noticed that she seemed to have said something bad. She pursed her lips and looked at Ruan Qiuyan apologetically.

Sorry, it's all my fault