Xia Chu hadn't expected such an intense reaction from Xia Chuyi, and she immediately feigned a meek attitude, "No, no... It's Brother Qing who said he was busy today, so I only... Really, I didn't lie to you, Brother Qing really is busy today!"
Xia Chuyi waved her hand, uninterested in hearing her explanation, and stepped forward with hands on her hips, pressing in on Xia Lan, "Hmph, Xia Lan, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Let me tell you, my relationship with He Qing is set in stone. Even if he's unwilling, how does it matter? The monk can run, but the temple can't."
Giving Xia Lan a meaningful look, she flung her hands and walked away, leaving Xia Lan shaking with rage at the spot, her gaze fixed on her with venomous intensity.
Unaware of the hostile gaze behind her, she turned around, her anger subsided, revealing a meaningful expression.
Xia Lan, I'm not you. I won't use despicable means to deal with you, but if you dig a hole, you better jump into it yourself. I certainly won't show any mercy, I'll make sure the dirt in that pit is packed tight and the mound piled high.
At this point, if Xia Lan wanted to sabotage the marriage between Xia Chuyi and He Qing, there was only one way—turning cooked rice into a meal already done.
Xia Lan, I'm waiting for your move.
Xia Chuyi walked towards the lobby with a relaxed and cheerful stride. She immediately spotted the waitress from yesterday, who was once again sitting at the counter eating sunflower seeds.
It seemed this comrade was quite the food lover.
Xia Chuyi approached with a smile.
"Hello, beautiful comrade!" she greeted enthusiastically.
The waitress, her face alight with a smile at the mention of "beautiful comrade," pretended to be calm as she responded, "Little comrade, is that you? You're up? Have you had breakfast? You country folks eat only two meals a day, but let me tell you, that's not good for your health. You need three meals a day to be healthy!"
The waitress enthusiastically explained this to her.
"Thank you, I've already eaten," Xia Chuyi said, pulling out a handful of peanuts from her pocket, "These are a specialty from my hometown, beautiful comrade, try some."
"Are these really specialty products from your hometown?" the waitress brightened up immediately upon seeing the fresh, full peanuts.
No, they were from a storage room in her space which she explored today.
The peanuts were indeed taken from there, each one plump and crunchy, delicious to eat.
Favors soften resistance, and after eating the peanuts, the waitress became much friendlier, "Stop calling me beautiful comrade, my name is Wang Xiaofang. I might be a bit older than you, just call me Sister Fang!"
Older than her? Xia Chuyi thought that might not be the case.
But physically, Wang Xiaofang did look older, so she amiably responded, "Sister Fang."
The two got familiar over a handful of peanuts.
Wang Xiaofang then asked Xia Chuyi where she lived and what she was doing here.
"I'm from Ling County. I came here to find my fiancé, he's the soldier who helped us book the room. You probably know—"
She was interrupted by Wang Xiaofang before she could finish.
"What? You mean that man? He seemed very close to another woman..."
Wang Xiaofang's voice suddenly stopped.