บท 355: Chapter Two Hundred and Fifteen: The Guest Who Liked Good Wine

"Manager," Betty gathered the dishes and chopsticks that Conan and the others had used and was now washing them.

"What's up?" Chen Ze felt considerably happier, probably because his prank had succeeded.

He had to admit, when he said those two sentences, coupled with seeing the terrified expressions on Conan and Xiao Ai, Chen Ze felt extremely satisfied.

Indeed, people's happiness is built upon the suffering of others.

"I feel like it's been a long time since I saw Andrew and Elena," Betty sighed, her tail drooping, perfectly reflecting her master's mood.

Chen Ze raised an eyebrow; Betty was indeed very easy to understand, in all senses of the term. Now, by looking at her tail, Chen Ze could comprehend Betty's feelings.

When Betty was in a good mood, her tail would wag, and when she wasn't, it wouldn't move. If she was feeling very despondent, it would hang down.