Jin Yi had already concealed his emotions impeccably, yet when his gaze fell upon her radiant face, an imperceptible ripple still stirred in the depths of his eyes.
But his voice was as calm as a deep pool. "The Clan Leader asked me to bring these two baskets of potatoes. The rest... are also yours to manage."
"They're all mine to manage?" The corners of Bai Wanwan's lips twitched.
She had planted these potatoes in the first place to help the Golden Lion Tribe survive the famine during the snow season.
'There's no way I can eat this many on my own.'
"Yes."
Jin Yi nodded, half his face obscured by shadows. "The Clan Leader said that since you planted these while you were pregnant with your cub, they should rightfully belong to you. When it comes time to distribute them, it's entirely up to you."
Bai Wanwan hadn't originally intended to keep control of the potatoes.
