The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 360

Chapter 360: Chapter 338: Pranking_1

What’s the meaning of ‘There are no three hundred taels of silver buried here’?

Daohua’s behavior at this moment was just that.

Originally, everyone thought the birthday gift she gave was a bit special, but after listening to her explanation, suddenly, they had a moment of enlightenment.

Watching the Little Prince’s face turn from red to green, and then back to red again, Yan Wenxiu directly covered his head and shifted his gaze to the side.

He was certain now, his eldest sister and fourth brother were both fools.

Even Yan Wenkai, who was usually casual and carefree, now felt like kneeling down to his own sister.

Dong Yuanyao and the others were first stunned, then all covered their mouths and started to chuckle quietly.

Seeing the most delicate and gentle Su Shiyu laughing so hard her shoulders twitched, Daohua also realized the foolish thing she had done. She lifted her fan to cover her face, not daring to look at Xiao Yeyang’s expression.

Yan Wenkai, who after all felt sympathy for his sister, faced Xiao Yeyang’s fierce gaze and said with determined courage, “Little Prince, let’s cut the cake, I’m drooling already.”

Zhou Jingwan, who also loved to eat, stopped laughing and followed up with, “That’s right, that’s right, Little Prince, let’s finish off this pig head cake, out of sight, out of mind.”

As soon as her words ended, Zhou Jingwan received a speechless collective gaze from everyone.

Zhou Chengye looked at his sister somewhat helplessly. If his sister didn’t have a good head on her shoulders, who was to blame?

It was truly a case of mentioning what should not be mentioned!

Zhou Jingwan shrank her neck and walked over to Daohua, and the two exchanged a silent gaze before quickly looking away again.

Alas, both of them were unlucky today, having taken a tumble.

Seeing everyone’s gaze converging on Daohua and Zhou Jingwan, Jiang Wanying furrowed her brows and stood up with a smile, “Yeyang, no matter what, this is Miss Yan’s thoughtfulness, although a bit…”

She paused.

“How about we take it away?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she beckoned a maid to take the cake away.

Just as the maid reached out, she heard Xiao Yeyang say coldly, “Do you not want these hands anymore?”

The maid immediately knelt down on the ground, “Little Prince, forgive me.”

Xiao Yeyang cast a glance at De Fu and said expressionlessly, “Take her away.”

“Yeyang…”

Watching De Fu drag the maid out of the pavilion, Jiang Wanying was stunned.

That was her maid!

The others in the pavilion were also shocked, as no one expected Xiao Yeyang to turn his face so suddenly.

Daohua stole a glance at the scene, with no intention of meddling in the affair.

She had understood the meaning behind Jiang Wanying’s words just now; this person almost directly said that the cake she made was not presentable.

Xiao Yeyang didn’t look at Jiang Wanying. He stood up, took the cake knife, and began to cut the cake, slicing off the part with ‘Xiao Yeyang’ written on it and handed it to Daohua.

“Finish this piece.”

Daohua stared blankly at Xiao Yeyang, eyes widening, “Such a big piece, how can I finish it?”

Xiao Yeyang just held the cake, silent, looking at Daohua.

Daohua didn’t want to take it at all, but seeing Xiao Yeyang with an indomitable attitude and everyone watching her, she reluctantly reached out her hand.

No sooner had she taken the cake, she felt her hand being pressed down, almost losing her grip.

“If you drop this piece of cake, you’ll eat the rest,” Xiao Yeyang said indifferently.

Daohua’s emerging thought was mercilessly squashed, and she glared fiercely at her fourth brother. If it wasn’t for him bringing the cake over, would she be in this situation?

Yan Wenkai awkwardly turned his head away, touched his nose, and didn’t dare to look at his sister.

Feeling the weighty burden in her hand, Daohua was truly crying inside. If she had known earlier, she would not have made a pig’s head cake. She looked up at Xiao Yeyang, making one last attempt for herself.

“I can’t finish it.”