After hearing what Xize was talking about, Song Mi was immediately petrified on the spot.

Don't leave tonight?

What did he mean by this? Was he going to kill her because she couldn't carry a sack of ingredients?

This is completely unreasonable.

Song Mi stopped snapping the plastic bag with his fingers. As soon as the rustling stopped, the surroundings became so quiet that there was only silence.

And the two people looked at each other with burning eyes.

Obviously, Tan Nishizawa's aura is undoubtedly strong. As long as he is willing, he will give people a strong sense of oppression to a large extent.

Such as now.

Song Mi was so nervous that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards, straight to his forehead.

Under his gaze, she almost couldn't breathe.

Tan Xize stared at her calmly, curled his thin lips in a shallow arc, and slowly uttered a single tone.

"Um?"

"Well..." Song Mi followed him hesitantly. After struggling for dozens of seconds, she stared at him and said, "Mr. Tan, there's no need to bother. I'll just use this plastic bag."

There was a hint of smile in Tan Xize's eyes, but his expression was calm, and his tone was extremely serious: "How can that be done? This bag is so small."

Song Mi choked and hesitated to explain: "...it's okay, it's not too small, it's really no need to bother."

Tan Xize reached into his trouser pocket with one hand, took out his mobile phone, lowered his eyes to unlock the screen, and said to her: "No trouble, I'll have someone bring you a sack right away."

"..."

Song Mi, who was afraid that he would be here tonight, immediately said eagerly: "It's really not necessary!"

The voice became louder unconsciously.

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