"What are you doing here?"
Seeing Su Qiao, Lu Jingwen's good mood for the entire morning was ruined.
Su Qiao stood hesitantly in front of the desk, her voice soft and timid. "A Jing, I came because I wanted to explain..."
Lu Jingwen was extremely impatient. "I don't want to hear any explanations from you. Leave."
A trace of gloom appeared in Su Qiao's eyes. Then, as if she had remembered something, she placed the thermos in her hand on the desk.
"A Jing, I specially stewed this for you. It's still hot, so drink it while it's warm. You've been so busy these days—you must be exhausted."
Host, can you stop being so ridiculous?
That thermos contained only a little leftover soup from dinner last night, with another spoonful of cold water added.
If he drank it, he'd probably have diarrhea for two days.
What do you know? Pigs eat this kind of overnight sour water. It's just right for him.
Looking at the thermos, Lu Jingwen's heart softened slightly. He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Su Qiao, let's separate. We're not suitable for each other."
"Why?"
Su Qiao froze, then looked utterly devastated. Even her face seemed to pale a little.
"We've known each other since we were children. Haven't we gotten along well all these years? How are we suddenly not suitable for each other?"
You're only saying we're not suitable now? Where were you earlier?
Playing dead?
Men really were all worthless. They all deserved a few hard kicks before they'd behave.
"There's no love between us at all. I only regard you as a sister. I don't have the slightest romantic feelings for you. I don't love you, and I don't like you. Do you understand?"
After saying this with a deeply furrowed brow,