Xia Weiyang could not help but feel embarrassed and angry. She pushed Shi Jue with her small hands. "You're still eating! What are you doing?"
"I want to eat something else..."
"Brother Shi Jue." Suddenly, Luo Qingling's voice sounded as the door opened.
Shi Jue's aura immediately turned cold.
"Brother Shi Jue, sister Xia Weiyang, you guys..." Luo Qingling was holding a plate. She was surprised to see an intimate scene playing out inside the room. She looked at them with a surprised look in her eyes.
"Get lost!" Shi Jue shouted as he glared at Luo Qingling.
"Brother Shi Jue..." Luo Qingling's voice trembled. "Brother Shi Jue. I saw that you didn't eat much tonight, so I personally cooked your favorite dishes. You..."
A cold light flashed across Xia Weiyang's eyes after hearing Luo Qingling's words.
Shi Jue immediately sensed the change in Xia Weiyang's expression.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air and released Xia Weiyang in anger. He stood up and looked at Luo Qingling as if he was staring at a dead body.
Shi Jue glared at her.
It seemed Luo Qingling was really good at pursuing men.
Despite Shi Jue's harsh words earlier, it seemed Luo Qingling was still determined to carry out her plan.
Xia Weiyang stood up and tidied up her messy clothes. She raised her head and walked towards Luo Qingling with a fierce gaze. "Miss Luo Qingling, are you trying to provoke me, or are you simply challenging me?"
Suddenly, Luo Qingling stopped speaking. She looked at Xia Weiyang with fear in her eyes. "Sister Xia Weiyang, I'm not trying to challenge or provoke you. I was just worried that Shi Jue might still be hungry."
"Is that so?" Xia Weiyang glared Luo Qingling. She then crossed her arms. "Do you think I'm dead? Do you think I don't know how to feel sorry for my own husband? Do you think I need a stranger like you to feel sorry for him?"
"I didn't..." Luo Qingling's tone sounded like she was about to cry. With tears accumulating in the corners of her eyes, she looked at Xia Weiyang. "Sister Xia Weiyang, you've really misunderstood me. I'm just concerned about brother Shi Jue. I..."
"If you really care about him, there's one thing that you can do for him," Xia Weiyang said.
"Sure. What is it?"
"Why did my husband not eat earlier? It was all your fault. If you and your mother leave this house, I guarantee that my husband will never lose his appetite again."
"Sister Xia Weiyang, how can you say that to me? I really didn't want to fight with you. I just..." Luo Qingling looked at Xia Weiyang as if she had suffered a great injustice.