Hua Cancan stuck out her tongue, which she had bitten painfully: "Cry your head off. What kind of thing is this, to actually bite someone?"
Bian Yingning: "?"
You might as well just say the bread ate you instead of you eating the bread.
Hua Cancan took out her phone and opened her mouth to take a picture, wanting to see how badly her tongue was bitten, but the phone screen wasn't clear enough.
No matter how she adjusted the angle, it didn't work. She simply put down her phone and leaned over: "Quickly take a look at my tongue. It hurts so much."
She felt pain even when she spoke, and there was a bloody taste in her mouth. She had bitten down without any restraint and was afraid she had injured herself badly.
Bian Yingning frowned and leaned in to take a look. Her red lips parted slightly, and on the edge of her soft, dark tongue, there was a scratch-like wound. She couldn't see any bleeding, but there was some pink blood around it.
"... It shouldn't be too serious, right?" Bian Yingning said hesitantly.
At least that's what it looked like.
Hua Cancan opened her mouth and looked at her with a speechless expression: "If I can't see it myself, you're not going to tell me?"
Bian Yingning was so innocent: "That's what it looks like to me. Who told you to eat without paying attention?"
"Who told you your bread was so hard?" Hua Cancan would never admit that it was her fault.
"Should I chew it up for you?"
"Don't disgust me!"
When Hua Jiangrong arrived, she saw the two of them almost touching heads, bickering back and forth.
She stood in the distance of the restaurant and quietly watched the two of them sit close together and chat, as if they were discussing something joyful that outsiders couldn't participate in.
She suddenly hesitated. Should she go over?
Bian Yingning sensitively noticed someone looking at them. She turned her head, and Hua Jiangrong was wearing a long dark dress that, while not overly exaggerated or flashy, was enough to showcase her style and beauty.
At this moment, she was standing not far away, her eyes neither sad nor happy.
Hua Cancan noticed Bian Yingning's strangeness. She sat up straight and followed Bian Yingning's gaze.
The first moment she noticed Hua Jiangrong, she felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to look away intentionally to avoid looking at her. When she realized that Hua Jiangrong was looking at Bian Yingning and there was no place for her in her eyes, she pursed her lips.
"Aunt, here!" Bian Yingning waved to Hua Jiangrong.
Hua Jiangrong then walked over.
People dining in the restaurant also saw her, and many had already started taking out their phones to take pictures. Fortunately, the people who came to dine here all had some capital and did not come over directly to ask for autographs or photos.
Bian Yingning gave Hua Jiangrong the respect a lady deserved. She stood up and gentlemanly pulled out the chair next to Hua Cancan for her, and only after she sat down did she return to sit opposite her.
"Miss Bian, it's been a while." Hua Jiangrong said.
She always kept her private and public affairs separate. Since they were here to talk about business today, they should put aside any complicated private matters they had.
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Become a Master of Drawing False Hope in a Tragic Novel [GL]
RomanceOn the eve of her college graduation, Bian Yingning died tragically, just a little short of obtaining the graduation certificate she had worked hard for over a decade to obtain. With no other choice, she had to listen to the words of the system that...