Shen Tang secretly pinched herself hard, until a clear sharp pain came from that piece of skin, shattering her fluke.,It's just that I don't know if he died from drinking too much or overworking himself to death.,Fearing Shen Tang would snatch it back, he didn't even bother to wipe off the mud from the pastry. In a short while, he stuffed the whole small pastry into his mouth, and afterward, he seemed unsatisfied as he sucked on the crumbs left on his fingers.。