Chapter 432

She was suddenly getting blamed for no reason. Lying in her makeshift bed, Lucille yawned lazily. She turned a blind eye to those who had swarmed into her broadcast room and began madly insulting her in order to stand up for Zoey. On the contrary, she raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a charming smile. It was like she was asking the viewers: "I'm not angry. Are you?" Next to the bonfire, Charles, who was busy preparing the pot of soup, excitedly brought it to Zoey. He sat in front of her and said, "Have some to warm up your body, Zoey. Although there are no spices, it's still delicious!" Looking at the terrible soup in front of her, a trace of disgust flashed across Zoey's eyes. Was that soup really edible? "I'm really sleepy, Charles. You can eat it yourself." She pretended to be tired and leaned against a stone to sleep with her eyes closed. The hot fish soup gradually cooled down and was eventually taken away by Howard. Charles lowered his gaze in disappointment, but he so