Wu Xiaomin put down the newspaper in his hand and sneered.
Is it worthy of pride for a person who is so poor that he only has so-called ideas left?!
In the cafeteria that day, Wen Qiuning was carrying a packed lunch box and looking for a seat.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure approaching, and before she could move away, she felt a burning sensation on her back.
Then came the panicked voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
It was mid-June, and Wen Qiuning was wearing the white shirt that Wen Qin had bought for her. The soup was running down her back, soaking her entire back. Her vest underneath was clearly visible, and most of her pants were also soaked.
Wen Qiuning slammed the lunch box in his hand on the man's head without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I was careless."
The tone was harsh, without a hint of apology.
There was no need for her to apologize. She had just seen clearly that Wu Xiaomin was coming towards her on purpose.
Wu Xiaomin was stunned with a head full of food. After a moment, her voice was sharp, trying to take the upper hand and say, "Mr. Wen, I bumped into you by accident. How could you do this?"
Wen Qiuning glared at her coldly, "You use the same trick over and over again. Don't you find it annoying? My meal isn't worth it!"
"Get out of the way!" Wen Qiuning walked past her and started to get more food. "Don't delay my meal."
Wu Xiaomin: “…”
She wanted to embarrass Wen Qiuning, so she pretended to accidentally spill soup on her, but Wen Qiuning actually had the audacity to throw the food on her head?!
Wen Qiuning embarrassed her time and time again, she would not let her go!
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