"..."
Lin Ruochun blinked and swallowed, removing the chopsticks from her mouth to take a look.
These disposable chopsticks were of really good quality; she had applied so much force, yet they didn't break.
Wen Qiao didn't hear Lin Ruochun speak out, so she glanced up at her and saw her staring at the chopsticks in her hand, she asked, "What's wrong with your chopsticks?"
"Nothing much," Lin Ruochun mumbled. "Just thinking they're pretty good quality."
"Really?"
"..."
Not really.
Lin Ruochun finally caught on and pushed the boxed meal in front of Wen Qiao aside, staring at her, "What did you just say? You and my brother——"
"Broke off the engagement."
Wen Qiao looked at her, completing her unfinished sentence.
"Why?" Lin Ruochun lifted her behind a bit and turned to face Wen Qiao directly. "Did you two have a disagreement? Or what? If he has bullied you, I'll stand up for you."
"It's not that," Wen Qiao said indifferently. "We just weren't compatible, so we called it off."
