It seemed to confirm the suspicions in their hearts.
An Ziqing walked directly towards Ling Chuan with her milk tea.
Many people were watching.
Sure enough, An Ziqing walked up to Ling Chuan.
Then everyone, wide-eyed, indeed saw that handsome guy take her hand.
"Hiss!" came a gasp from the milk tea shop entrance.
So it really was that woman!
An Ziqing leaned against Ling Chuan, sipping her milk tea.
Even though she heard people calling her a green tea bitch one after another.
She found herself not really that angry.
She realized her tolerance wasn't that good before.
As soon as someone said she wasn't a match for Ling Chuan, she wanted to argue with them.
Now looking back on it.
What was the point of arguing!
It was nothing more than a waste of breath.
"Do you want a sip?" An Ziqing offered her half-finished milk tea to Ling Chuan.
Everyone was secretly watching, too.
Ling Chuan lowered his head and took a sip.
An Ziqing asked, "Is it good?"
"It's okay."
