Luo Shufan went shopping with Luo Qianqian and as they arrived at the bookstore, he spotted a familiar figure. Luo Shufan noticed his sister's complexion turn sour in an instant, dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Qianqian," Luo Shufan hesitated for a moment, grabbing the arm of Luo Qianqian who was continuing forward, "What are you planning to do?"
"Shouldn't I go and say hello when my good friend is over there?" Luo Qianqian's tone was matter-of-fact, but Luo Shufan felt a chill.
"Xiao Yu," Luo Qianqian approached He Wenyu and the boy, "You are also here to buy stationery, huh?" Her smile was beaming, yet it didn't reach her eyes.
"..." He Wenyu sensed that Luo Qianqian bore ill intent, but was at a loss for a response. She could only nod her head and greet Luo Shufan, "Good morning, brother." However, her mind was on alert regarding her friend's behavior, given the harsh words she had uttered the day before, making He Wenyu ponder carefully.