Li Qiao remained silent as Xue Sufen continued knocking on the door panel, "I know you're at home, the sixth window from the left in the front row is right across from my room. I saw you just now when I was drawing the curtains."
Li Qiao had no choice but to open the door, "What do you want?"
Xue Sufen smiled, "I was hoping you'd go ice skating with me."
Li Qiao raised an eyebrow. They had ice skating in the seventies? The tickets must be really expensive, right? If someone is offered a gratuitous favor, they must be up to no good. "I'm not interested."
Xue Sufen attempted to tempt Li Qiao with delicious food, "How about coming to my place for some crab?"
Li Qiao was indeed tempted, but there's no such thing as a free lunch. Accepting gifts could lead to obligations. She resolutely resisted the temptation, "Thank you, but there's no need."
Li Qiao was impervious to persuasion, and Xue Sufen, out of tricks, muttered something under her breath and left.
