"Hey lady, your water bottle is crushing my stuff."
Su Xiaoxiao very politely said to the lady.
She was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, sporting ear-length short hair, plain-looking, but her eyes looked sharp and unfriendly.
"What's lady? Do I look that old?"
Liu Fang said, glaring at Su Xiaoxiao, rolling her eyes, and leaning back in her chair to rest.
Su Xiaoxiao, still good-naturedly repeated, "Comrade, your water bottle is crushing my stuff."
Liu Fang opened her eyes and glanced at her, "Just a ragged sack, my precious stainless steel water bottle on your sack is your honor."
The elderly lady next to them glanced over, noticing the stainless steel water bottle on the table, and looked envious, "Comrade, is it hard to buy this water bottle?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Fang arrogantly raised her chin, "Indeed, my partner got someone to bring it back from Shanghai, small places can't get it."
