She appeared calm now, but in reality, she was just as shocked as a few other girls and it took her a long time to snap back to reality. "Okay, I'm not going to talk anymore; I'm going to get some hot and sour noodles. Do you want any?"
"Yes..." The few girls were still petrified, and when she asked, they just mechanically said yes.
Once she left, they looked at each other, then involuntarily all glanced over at Rong Yan's table—
Rong Yan had chosen a spot far from Bian Xiao to keep her distance, but shortly after she sat down, she saw an argument break out. The girl who had gotten hit was the same one who had earlier shamelessly asked Li Shengxiao for his WeChat. Rong Yan, propping her chin with her hand, watched with interest. By the time she turned back, the waitress had already left and not long after, the phony girl who got hit stormed off with her purse in a huff...
