Xia Yangyang found it rather amusing.
What exactly was Gong Xue'er's purpose in "catching up" today?
"You can believe what you want, but life is lived for oneself, not for the eyes of others, and I think, given our relationship, I have no need to explain anything to you."
Yet Gong Xue'er was smiling, "Yangyang, I am no longer the Gong Xue'er of the past, and there's nothing to gain from competing with me now."
Xia Yangyang found it laughable, "Xue'er, I really don't understand what you're thinking. Why would I compete? Just because you enjoy stinky tofu doesn't mean everyone can tolerate that smell."
Xia Yangyang rose to her feet, "It seems that this meal won't be enjoyable after all, Mrs. Wilson, I'll be leaving first."
Xia Yangyang was about to leave.
When she noticed a tall and slender figure approaching from not far away from the restaurant.
It was Lu Haotian.
Xia Yangyang turned to glance at Gong Xue'er.
Only to discover a calm expression on Gong Xue'er's face.