Purple Summers closed her mouth, picked up the water glass on the table, and slowly took a few sips.
If it wasn't an emergency, she wouldn't want to expose her old friend's secret like this. Considering Aria Jackson's explosive temper, if pushed too hard, she might directly turn against her own family...
The waiter brought ice-cold beer and two bowls of beef noodles, one without spiciness and one without green onions.
Purple Summers looked at the two bowls of beef noodles on the table and smiled with a deep emotion, "I remember always advising you that eating spicy food and drinking iced beverages are bad for your stomach, but you never listened, saying it's only satisfying when eaten like this."
"What exactly happened to you?" Aria Jackson had accepted her identity but still found it hard to believe.
