She Didn't Hit Him

"That's not what I meant." Qiao Mianmian pinched his cheek and smiled. "I'm not familiar with her, why would I ask you to bring her with you?"

"Then don't talk about her anymore." Mo Yesi didn't have a good impression of Lin Wanwan. "Let's eat."

He looked at the food on the table but didn't move. He pinched the tip of her nose gently. "Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

"I'm not very hungry. I was waiting for you. It's so boring to eat alone."

The two of them leaned against each other and chatted.

Qiao Mianmian suddenly felt a resentful gaze on her. She turned around and saw Lin Wanwan standing a few tables away.

Her eyes and half of her face were swollen. She looked at her with tears in her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, the resentment in Lin Wanwan's eyes deepened. It was as if she was looking at an enemy.

Qiao Mianmian was shocked.

Her shock came from Lin Wanwan's inexplicable hostility and resentment towards her.