She said, her tone laced with jealousy, "Sister Qingya, don't tell me your husband wouldn't let you leave the house? You're ten minutes late. If I were a guy who'd married a beautiful woman, I wouldn't want to let her run around all by herself either."
As Lu Yao spoke, she deliberately raised her voice.
The remark seemed to come out of nowhere, but it was a deliberate, probing test.
Xiao Yang, listening from the side, was already feeling down because the girl he liked hadn't given him the time of day when they first met.
He'd had his eye on Lu Yao for a while now.
But when he arrived just now, she hadn't even given him a proper glance.
The moment he heard her bring up his village chief, he immediately stepped forward to defend him.
