Duan Ya sat opposite them, the questioning look that had just faded from his eyes reappearing once more. "Girl, when I sold you that ointment yesterday, didn't you promise me you wouldn't give it to Lin Mo? Why go back on your word?"
An Youyu finally realized what Duan Ya was referring to. She replied softly, "Uncle, you did ask me not to let Lin Mo use the ointment yesterday, but I never promised you."
"What do you mean you didn't promise? You clearly did!"
Chapter 117