"Xiao Xiao, is that person your boyfriend? Did you two have a fight?" Back at the store, a girl called Xiaofeng, with a face glowing with gossip, eagerly came forward.
"No. I have nothing to do with him."
Ling Xiaoqiao shook her head. It was fine when she didn't see Lin Mu, but once she did, her mood turned quite bad.
"If you have nothing to do with him, why are you running? Oh, I get it, he's pursuing you, but you don't like him, so you... Oh my god!" Xiaofeng exclaimed, clutching her chest, her eyes shining as she looked toward the entrance. Ling Xiaoqiao wondered why this chatterbox suddenly stopped talking, then saw people in the store looking behind her. She blinked and instinctively turned around...
