"Look at that woman's thick skin, can't she see nobody's paying her any attention? How can she still say such things? Truly shameless." Another voice spoke, but Qin Xue felt she hadn't done anything wrong.
"Do you have a problem? If you do, why not say it out loud?" Qin Xue turned to look at the women behind her. She just wanted to tease her own man on a whim. Was it necessary for them to be so sour?
"Who would have a problem with a woman like you, pregnant and still flirting with men?" The girl who had first spoken snapped back.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't know you were such a lemon spirit, so sour it gives me a toothache." Qin Xue gestured to Chu Molin to play along.
She was feeling down at the moment, so having someone to spar with was a welcome distraction; otherwise, she'd find life too stifling.
"What's a lemon spirit?" The girl was dumbfounded. What did she mean?
