"Mengmeng, why did you invite him for noodles? Was that really necessary?" Cui Xudong was burning with jealousy, staring at Liu Wentian with a warning look in his eyes as he spoke.
Liu Wentian glanced at him, then turned to smile at Liu Menglou, saying, "Well, having noodles sounds good, so thank you. But can you even cook them? Are you going to cook them for me?"
Liu Menglou got the hint that Liu Wentian was only interested in eating noodles she made herself; her face flushed with inexplicable happiness. She nodded and said, "Yes! I can cook noodles, and I'll cook them for you!"
"Bastard! You're taking advantage of Mengmeng!" Cui Xudong suddenly burst out, his face filled with jealousy.
"Huh??"
Liu Menglou was startled for a moment, quickly realizing that her words might have been misleading. She glanced annoyed at Liu Wentian but did not really explode. Instead, she grabbed his hand and walked him towards the van as if afraid he would run away.
