Ms. Yao 096, this has nothing to do with you _1

Lu Qingyi's left hand was in her pocket, right hand fiddling with a cell phone when she visited the concession stand, Yao Meishu and Xu Boyan caught her eye standing opposite to her.

She looked at Yao Meishu, her eyes revealing some irritation.

"Lu Qingyi."

Yao Meishu turned around and happened to see Lu Qingyi, she called her by her full name.

Sometimes the difference between two things can be seen in the way they are addressed. Yao Meishu always called Lu Jiayue "Yueyue." If not, she would drop the surname, but whenever she called Lu Qingyi, she always used the full name

It was a very clear distinction.

Lu Qingyi looked up at Yao Meishu without saying a word.

She felt that there was absolutely nothing she could talk about to Yao Meishu.

She commanded, "Break up."

"Are we familiar?"

Lu Qingyi paused in her typing, then gave a cold laugh.

"I am your mother," Yao Meishu emphasized in a cold tone, her eyebrows furrowed.