Sheng Congzhi snapped back to reality.
He looked down again.
Sure enough, a few shattered pieces of porcelain lay on the ground.
Shen Qiwei squatted beside them, at a loss, "What should we do? My mom said these are antiques and were to be given to important company clients, but now they're broken like this…"
Gu Yunxiu hurried over, "How did this happen?"
Shen Qiwei immediately began to complain, "Aunt, it was Sister Zhizhi who broke them."
Sheng Congzhi spoke up, "It has nothing to do with me."
Shen Qiwei looked at her incredulously, her eyes wide open, "Sister Zhizhi, it was clearly you who bumped into me and made me drop the plate…"
"First, I didn't know you were behind me," Sheng Congzhi's voice was cold. "Second, if the plate was so precious, why did you take it out?"
Shen Qiwei gritted her teeth, "Is it wrong to want to take a look?"
Sheng Congzhi raised an eyebrow, "The storeroom is so big, you had to stand right next to me to look?"
Shen Qiwei: "I just…"
