An Yiqing raised an eyebrow, was this girl familiar with her?!
"What? Do I not look like it?"
"Damn it! You, a well-bred daughter of the An Family, are having barbecue with me at a food stall?! Do you still see yourself as a lady of high status?" The Smoked Girl's almond eyes widened, and she slammed the table with her small hand, looking like she was hating iron for not becoming steel.
An Yiqing gave the Smoked Girl a sidelong glance, unperturbed like a dead pig not fearing the boiling water, she rolled her eyes, "What's wrong with the food stall? Which law states that a daughter can't eat at a food stall? Are you discriminating against me or something?"
The Smoked Girl was choked with words at her chest, unable to speak for a long time.
After a while, the waiter continuously brought up the dishes, filling the table to the brim, making the surrounding diners jittery with surprise.
