Song Chuyi stroked his chin. "Then did I save a sum of money by winning that TV just now?"
Changqing had a face full of suspicion. "Are you sure you didn't tell Chief Zhan to tamper with it?"
"Do you think I needed to do that just for a TV?" Song Chuyi even felt worthless hearing himself say that. "If I wanted to tamper with it, why didn't I get the first prize? Why must I get the second prize?"
Changqing thought about it and found that it made sense but his luck was way too good. "Right, Chuchu, what did you think of my performance tonight?"
"Mm." Song Chuyi nodded while driving. "Your portrayal of the village peasant was on point."
Changqing smiled radiantly. However, she found something was amiss after a while." Are you praising me or dissing me?"
"… Praising your acting skills." Song Chuyi looked forward seriously.
Changqing was at ease again and moved over to give him a peck on his cheek. "Chuchu, you really touched me tonight."