Shen Anlingzi could obviously tell and glared at her angrily.
Then she turned to Yu Jingrong, "Jingrong, I'm truly fed up with staying around such shamelessly thick-skinned people. I don't want to say another word, don't want to see her face ever again. Just being around such a person, breathing the same air, pollutes the atmosphere around me. It's worse than smog. I'll be going first, you take your time eating."
Before Shen Anlingzi could stand up, Yu Jingrong slammed the cup he was holding down on the table, causing a loud clanging noise, "With all of you quarreling like this, what's there left to enjoy about the meal? Why should you leave alone? If we're breaking things up, let's call it all off!"
Shen Anlingzi didn't move, nor did she speak, because she knew what Yu Jingrong meant was for her not to leave.
She just turned her head away and glanced sideways subconsciously, then she noticed someone on the side holding a cell phone, taking pictures of them.
