"The corn and shrimp aren't tasty," Jiang Muwan's gaze slowly retracted from the man opposite her as he spoke.
Looking at the man across wearing a duckbill cap, she smiled and said, "You should have said so earlier."
"I saw you flirting with someone else, didn't want to spoil your fun," the person who had been eating dumplings, stopped his movements and stared at the bowl in front of him. After a moment of silence, a sigh reached Jiang Muwan's ears.
Within her line of sight, she saw the man casually flip a pair of disposable chopsticks and pick out an insect from the bowl.
His demeanor was utterly composed.
Jiang Muwan: ...…
Was Jiang Muwan someone who had been pampered all her life? No,
What hardships hadn't she endured during her years studying abroad?
Incidents like finding flies and insects in her food bowl had happened countless times.
But as the old saying goes, it's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to return to frugality from extravagance.
