Tang Shu couldn't care less about what was going on inside their heads; she simply felt that she had acquired sparring partners for tonight, and not just one, but two.
"This way."
Xu Qianyun forced a grim smile and dragged her co-sufferer over to the dining table.
Thus, the meal proceeded with one person extremely satisfied, two trembling in trepidation, and one utterly confused, until half an hour later, before Yang Tiantian had a chance to stand up and clean up the leftovers, someone snatched the bowl and chopsticks from her hand.
"Sister Tiantian, please rest, let me do it!"
"..."
Quite abrupt.
"When did you start liking household chores? Just leave it to me. You can do your homework after dinner."
Yang Tiantian was very considerate, but Qu Junfeng would not let go no matter what, showing an unusual zeal.
