After lunch, as Lin Siyin and two others met with Xie Da successfully, they all turned their heads away under Xie Da's resentful gaze.
"You took over an hour just for a meal? What kind of meal were you guys having?"
In the scorching summer, Xie Da, who had waited for more than an hour, complained bitterly with a face full of resentment.
"This... this isn't... um..."
Li Mengling's eyes darted around before she offered a sheepish smile, "It's just that the restaurant was really slow with the service. We did call you, but you said you had eaten and wouldn't come..."
As she continued, Li Mengling's voice grew fainter until it was barely audible.
She could no longer continue, subdued by Xie Da's gaze, which was like that of an aggrieved young bride.
"Did I say I wouldn't come? I hadn't even finished speaking when you abruptly hung up the phone on me; how could anyone stand that?"
