Qingling laughed softly and said with ease, "I just said that I feel safe eating what he cooks."
Beside her, Jiang Qian's smile froze.
Her hand in her pocket clenched tightly, unable to control the rising jealousy in her heart.
With just one sentence, this woman made Chu Junming dismiss all her efforts, "Miss Bai, what you're saying makes it sound as if the food I cook isn't safe to eat."
Bai Qingling gazed at Jiang Qian's barely restrained emotions, "Is it strange for me to think this way?"
"Is Miss Bai overestimating herself, thinking I would poison you?"
Jiang Qian wanted nothing more than to kick Bai Qingling out. With her around at lunch today, she felt she wouldn't be able to eat.
Bai Qingling pulled Qinghuan up from the swing, and as they left arm in arm, she threw out a line, "It's not impossible, after all, I do look better than you all."
Jiang Qian, "..."
Bai Qingling, do you have any shame?
