Chu Yao's expression instantly looked like she had been struck by lightning.
Nan Jiaojiao felt the conversation was off, but she had spoken too quickly to take it back.
"What happened? She didn't invite you?"
Chu Yao's face grew even more unsightly.
Nan Jiaojiao apologized, "Sorry, I unintentionally stirred up your already fragile friendship."
"..."
"Where's that creaking noise coming from? Do you have a mouse in your RV?"
"No, you idiot!"
Chu Yao wished she could dump that bowl of boiled broccoli on Nan Jiaojiao's head. Was she trying to piss her off on purpose?
Couldn't she hear the gritting of her teeth?
Furious, she called up Lu Zhenzhen, aggressively questioning her, only to be scolded in return.
