Gu Muxue had just reached the watermelon stand when Xue Rui suddenly popped out from inside. A flash of joy flickered in her eyes, but it quickly turned to annoyance.
She was happy he could make it, but she was also furious. Xue Rui hadn't sent her a single message on WeChat all afternoon to explain himself.
Xue Rui pretended to look up nonchalantly, as if he had only just noticed Gu Muxue. In a surprised tone, he said, "Muxue, you're here? I got some watermelon ready for you, chilled it and everything."
As he spoke, he pulled off his disposable gloves and took a box of pre-sliced watermelon from a cooler.
The chubby guy stared at Xue Rui in disbelief. 'How can he act so natural?'
'Putting on gloves just to throw them away, wiping away sweat as he talks... all to make it look like cutting watermelon is hard work.'
'But all Xue Rui did was take out the watermelon Li Ruihao had already sliced!'
"So shameless," the chubby guy muttered under his breath.
