Li Lingling glanced at Wang Ping's retreating figure but said nothing, instead sitting on the sofa in silence, absently grabbing a few pieces of the fruit Wang Ping offered her.
"What's wrong, Lingling? Aren't these all your favorite fruits? Look, I even peeled the grapes for you. If you don't eat them, what's up? Are you troubled by something?
"From the moment you came in, I could see you're all frowny, which isn't like you at all."
Li Lingling simply looked up at Wang Ping and gestured for Wang Ping to sit beside her. And Wang Ping, who loved to hear gossip, seeing Li Lingling like this, was sure there was some juicy story!
Wang Ping, smiling, turned to face Li Lingling, anticipating what Li Lingling was about to share, but was taken aback by Li Lingling's next words.
"Pingping, you and your husband, you sought out Chen An, didn't you?"
"Ah, it's not like my husband and I don't know Chen An. What's the matter with you?"
