I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Cheng Xiaoli didn't expect Xie Yuhua to suddenly return; she had only just finished cleaning up half of the charred remains.

"I accidentally set your house on fire while smoking. My brother asked me to clean it up. I'm so sorry," Cheng Xiaoli lied without blinking.

Jieyuhua naturally didn't believe it. Having just sorted out his thoughts and calmed his emotions, he went straight to the bedside table, took out a cigarette that Ling Xiao had kept, and handed it to Cheng Xiaoli, saying, "You smoke it, and I'll believe you if you smoke it."

"Are you crazy? I don't want to smoke right now." Cheng Xiaoli was speechless and pushed the cigarette aside.

Xie Yuhua wasn't annoyed, nor did she put the cigarette back. She simply found a seat, fiddled with the cigarette in her hand, and said, "If you're not going to smoke it, you have to tell me what happened."

Cheng Xiaoli knew immediately that he didn't believe her, so she leaned against the table and laughed, "If you want to ask, go ask Ling Xiao. He can't possibly not tell you, right? Or... is it that your relationship isn't actually that good, and he's not telling you anything?"

Cheng Xiaoli's expression was full of provocation, and Xie Yuhua was amused: "Of course I will verify with the child. You know he is injured in the laboratory right now."

Even after he finished speaking, he couldn't miss the fleeting surprise in Cheng Xiaoli's eyes.

Guessed it.

"So now, smoke or tell me the truth." Xie Yuhua turned the cigarette in her hand, pointing the butt at Cheng Xiaoli.

Cheng Xiaoli seemed somewhat passive, and could only take the cigarette, hold it between her index and middle fingers, and reach out to Xie Yuhua, saying, "Lighter."

“Use your own.” Jieyuhua smiled at her.

Cheng Xiaoli then realized that in her lie, she did smoke, so how could she not have a lighter? But upon closer reflection, it was quite normal not to have a lighter.

"I didn't bring it. I burned this. How could I possibly bring this again?" Cheng Xiaoli's explanation was reasonable. Jieyuhua nodded and handed her a lighter.

Cheng Xiaoli lit the cigarette. She didn't smoke, and the smell of the cigarette made her cough as it filled her mouth and nose. But the person opposite her was watching her make a fool of herself with a look of amusement, and she couldn't swallow her anger.

It's just smoking, just one puff. If one puff can keep the secret, why not?

Cheng Xiaoli mentally prepared herself, took a deep drag, and then choked so badly she couldn't stop. But her mind was racing, trying to find excuses for herself: "What...cough...what kind of smoke is this! Cough...it's too strong...cough...it's too strong..."

"Really? I thought a child's cigarettes would be of good quality." Xie Yuhua showed no pity whatsoever as she watched her cough, offering no assistance whatsoever.

Cheng Xiaoli coughed until tears welled up in her eyes. She stubbed out her cigarette and said, "Let him smoke some good cigarettes. This kind of cigarette looks like it's of poor quality."

"I see. No wonder he doesn't smoke in front of me. It's a pity he only has this one. If you don't smoke, you'll have to tell me the answer."

"Are you kidding me? You know I don't smoke, don't you! You just want to see me make a fool of myself!" Cheng Xiaoli said through gritted teeth.

"How could that be? Didn't you choose this yourself? You could have just told me that you suddenly wanted a puff because you had a craving for a cigarette." Xie Yuhua smiled wickedly. He found that using Ling Xiao's method to deal with people was very effective, at least he felt very comfortable.

"As expected, two kinds of people can't sleep in the same bed. Fine, I'll tell you. You saw it too, there was a big fire in this room, and Ling Xiao was burned. Do you know why he was injured? It's because of you, because of what you said. He went to Shi Xu for revenge. How about that answer, are you satisfied?" Cheng Xiaoli said, half-jokingly.