Wu Qiangwei was completely defenseless.
She really wanted to cry now, when had she ever been so embarrassed in her entire life!
If there had been a crack in the ground, she would have definitely crawled into it.
"Click!"
She looked up and saw Wang Dahai taking a photo of her with his mobile phone.
She grabbed a tissue, and while dabbing at her face with tears in her voice, she grumbled, "Wang Dahai, you jerk!"
When she finally managed to separate the noodles, she experienced what could only be described as a bitter pleasure.
This choking sensation forced the tears out of her eyes.
She ran into the washroom and quickly washed her face.
When she came back, she demanded with a dark face, "Give me the phone!"
Wang Dahai said with a smile, "Eat quickly, the noodles are going to be cold."
"The phone!"
"I've already deleted it."
"Give it to me!"
Seeing she was genuinely angry, Wang Dahai handed over the phone, "Look, I really deleted it."
