Seeing Xiao Changyi gaze towards his basket, Gong Juechen immediately hid it behind him, excitedly saying, "These were made by my sister!"
Another meaning was, you're too greedy—I've already given out eight, that's enough! The rest I want to eat myself! I haven't even eaten breakfast yet!
Xiao Changyi said, "Next time, have your sister make some for you."
Gong Juechen immediately said, "It's not the same, this was the first time my sister made them for me voluntarily!"
Xiao Changyi said, "It will take some time for the people outside to find Fulan flowers, and right now, Chengyu's symptoms are quite severe. We need to save Chengyu first."
"Three are really enough…" Gong Juechen truly believed that giving Su Chengyu three Fulan flower cakes was enough to save him. Each cake really had many Fulan flowers.
Xiao Changyi asked, "Are you sure?" He paused, "If he dies, will you take responsibility?"
