In the afternoon, seeing that Bai Qianqian had been down in the dumps for the past few days, Gu Qingxin said, "Let me treat you to dinner tonight."
"I don't have an appetite." Bai Qianqian popped a sour plum into her mouth.
"Bai Qianqian, what's going on with you? You've been eating these sour things non-stop recently, you're not pregnant, are you?" Qu Annai showed a malicious look.
"Don't talk nonsense, Qianqian doesn't even have a boyfriend!" Gu Qingxin responded angrily, glaring at her. She was growing increasingly annoyed with Qu Annai, who seemed to take any opportunity to stir up trouble.
"Hehe, who said you can't get pregnant without a boyfriend?"
Bai Qianqian only glanced at Qu Annai calmly and said, "Dirty-minded people always imagine others to be as dirty-minded as themselves, seeking a sort of psychological balance. Similarly, only dirty people would imagine others to be as dirty as they are."
