"Alright, stop dilly-dallying, I'm starving to death here," Qin Xue was on the verge of tears. Couldn't they discuss these matters after they've eaten?
"Let's eat then. Speaking of which, miss, were you reincarnated from a ghost that starved to death? Why do you always cry out so desperately when your meal is delayed by just a bit?" Qing Teng passed her a bowl of rice and asked her, chuckling.
"What if I say it is? Would you believe me?" Qin Xue could recall her previous life, where she indeed died before she could have her meal. That day, she and An Xiaochen had made plans to eat out and then go for karaoke, who would have known she wouldn't even make it across the street, and be hit by a car that ran a red light instead.
"Miss, don't joke around, hurry and eat, didn't you say you were starving to death?" Qing Teng did not believe her, who would believe in the existence of ghosts in this world?
