A Dumbfounded Qiao Qing

Jun Yexun filed to keep his laughter in as he stared at the blank-faced Qiao Qing who had no idea how to react.

"It's okay, auntie. Qingqing didn't sleep well last night. It's normal for her to be a little hazy."

He Wanqing heard the "didn't sleep well" part and thought there was some hidden meaning behind those words. She then flashed a motherly smile.

"That's true. You've already gone so far, there's no need for me to make a big deal out of you two sharing a bowl."

Qiao Qing, "…"

With a "bang", she slammed the bowl back onto the table. "I'm done eating."

Jun Yexuan grabbed onto her wrist. "Finish your meal. You're already so skinny. When I touch you, there are no more than two pounds of flesh. Why are you still trying to lose weight?"

When I touch you, there are no more than two pounds of flesh…

Qiao Qing looked at everyone's gossipy expressions and felt an unnamed wave of rage. This man was doing this on purpose, wasn't he?