Lian Xinying was utterly baffled, so she called Yan Ye.
"In the morning, there were clearly four fish, you saw it too, right?" Yan Ye was the one who told Lian Xinying that the missing little fish was eaten by the big fish.
"Yeah." Yan Ye knew this would happen.
"But now there are five! Isn't that strange? I've already separated the big and small fish, so even if the fifth fish was spat out by the big fish, it should have been spat into the big fish tank!"
Lian Xinying's voice was extremely loud.
The butler nearby had palms sweaty.
"Maybe after the big fish spat out the little fish, the butler put the little fish into the small fish tank." Yan Ye was trying to explain to Lian Xinying.
His serious manner of talking nonsense made Lian Xinying believe him again.
After all, his voice was so deep and steady that it was hard not to believe him.
"It wasn't the butler. I just asked him, and he said he hadn't looked at the fish tank."
