So there *is* something going on between them.
While Cai Qiong kept her head down to eat, her eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of excitement flashing in them as if she had discovered a secret treasure.
If Wang Jian had seen her, he would've thought she was off her rocker. Had studying psychology driven her mad, making her so interested in other people's private lives?
After lunch, the task of cleaning up naturally fell to Wang Jian.
Despite her reluctance, Xu Qian sat in the living room with Cai Qiong, and they started talking.
It was painfully awkward. The two women would exchange a glance, chuckle softly, and then look away as if nothing had happened, turning their attention back to the TV. But the TV was just playing commercials, not some interesting show or drama that could hold their attention. It was clear they were silent simply because they had nothing to say to each other.
