The noodle bowl was halfway finished when the space in front of Qi Lihong suddenly darkened, but she didn't look up, continuing to eat at a leisurely pace until she had finished all the noodles and the soup. Only then did she set down the bowl and pull out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
She raised her eyes to Si Tian sitting opposite her, her face calm.
"You're quite pleased with yourself?" Si Tian glared at her.
If this had happened before, Qi Lihong probably would've just kept her head down and let Si Tian give her a hard time without daring to say a single word. But now, since she had half a year's experience working at the shop and endured Mu Jiawen's "harsh treatment," she was able to calmly retort when others provoked her.
"What have I got to be pleased about? Isn't it just what you all wanted—with me breaking up with Liu Wenhui? What more do you want?"
"You..."
