Lu Han's mood had not been very good to begin with. He had been throwing a little tantrum and refusing to eat the food Su Qiao picked up for him. Hearing this, he inexplicably cowered a little.
The anger he had felt moments ago vanished completely.
He hurriedly picked up the food Su Qiao had placed in his bowl and obediently swallowed it down, not even leaving behind the peppers he hated.
Chen Jue froze, then pointed at her furiously. "Su Qiao, when did I ever spread rumors that you won the lottery?"
"Hmph. It doesn't matter if you refuse to admit it. Those thugs have already confessed. You were the one who did it."
Su Qiao's gaze was icy. "I was too lazy to bother with you originally, but of all the things you could have done, you had to bring that scumbag Jiang Hua here to annoy me."
"Since you're so free, I have no choice but to find something for you to do."
Heh. Without Duan Ruifeng, could she still live such a glorious life in this lifetime?
"You...?" Chen Jue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, yet she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.
Su Qiao no longer wanted to see Chen Jue's face. It was affecting her appetite.
"You'd better move out soon. If you don't, Hanhan and I will move out instead. Then you'll have to pay the rent for this entire apartment by yourself. Think it over."
Although this three-bedroom apartment wasn't in the most prosperous area, the rent wasn't cheap either—7,500 yuan a month.
Previously, the three of them had split it evenly, but if one person had to pay the whole amount, it would be difficult to afford on an ordinary designer's salary.
They had nearly finished eating.