He Xiuyu stared intently at Qiao Qingyu, noticing the bright sparkle in her eyes, and he couldn't help but speculate what was written on the letter she had just received.
He didn't ask, because Qiao Qingyu didn't mention it.
As night fell, Shen Haoze and Su Yunyao were also due to head home.
Su Yunyao, who felt she had seen through some real aspect of Qiao Qingyu, stared at her with a condescending gaze as if looking at an ant.
There was even an extreme suppressed loathing.
Qiao Qingyu, seemingly oblivious, smiled warmly at her as if they were best friends, to which Su Yunyao responded with a forced smile, unexpectedly saying, "Qiao Qingyu, the tomatoes you grew are really sweet and delicious."
"It's the method Uncle taught me, and it seems it was indeed correct."
Then, somewhat regrettably she added, "But the ripe ones were all eaten today. Otherwise, you two could have taken some back with you."
