Li Qian shuddered involuntarily, her eyes widening slightly.
When had Ling Chuxia arrived? How long had she been standing behind her? Had she heard everything she just said?
But soon, she sneered coldly in her heart. Why should she worry about Ling Chuxia hearing her words? Even if she had heard, so what? Everything she had said was the truth.
Li Qian suddenly smiled again, her eyes beautifully fixed on Ling Chuxia, and her voice filled with enthusiasm, "Xiaoxia, you finally made it. We were just talking about you here. Speak of the devil and he shall appear."
"There was a bit of a traffic jam on the way. I'm late, sorry everyone." Ling Chuxia explained indifferently, snapping everyone back to reality as they greeted her.
With a tone neither cold nor warm, and as if joking, Li Qian said, "Xiaoxia, I thought you weren't going to show up, ready to flee and stand us up~"
