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Chapter 110: Prosperous Year of the Pig (2)_1

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Prosperous Year of the Pig (2)_1

Thinking this, Ai Jiang reached out to pick up a full glass of wine, then feigned an accident, spilling it on Xia Wan’an.

Before Xia Wan’an could react, Ai Jiang was the first to exclaim in panic, "Wan’an, I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose, I’m sorry, Wan’an..."

As she spoke, Ai Jiang seemed to have done something grave as tears welled up in her eyes, "Wan’an, don’t be angry, I didn’t hold the glass properly, it’s all my fault..."

"It’s not..." Xia Wan’an never thought it was a big deal, she moved her lips indifferently.

Just as she began to speak, Song Youman rushed forward with a tissue from her bag, she wiped the spilt wine from her clothes and immediately chastised, "Ai Jiang, what are you crying for? If anyone should be crying, it should be An’an, right?"

"Besides, this isn’t a big deal, the wine is spilt, just wipe it off with a tissue for An’an. What’s the use of you sobbing here?"

Xia Wan’an knew Song Youman’s personality best.

When she was young, they would watch a TV show, and when an elder was clinging to their sickbed, she would complain about the overly dramatic acting while secretly wiping her tears.

When passing Sky Bridge and seeing people begging, she would question why these able-bodied people couldn’t find work, but every time she saw the sick and old, she was always the first to donate.

Song Youman didn’t have many ulterior motives, she was straight forward, her mouth sharp as if it contained a knife, yet her heart was softer than anyone else’s.

So usually, Xia Wan’an would not take many of Song Youman’s words to heart. But just because she didn’t take them to heart doesn’t mean others wouldn’t.

Xia Wan’an admitted that Song Youman indeed had a point, but seeing Ai Jiang’s face changing from white to green due to Youman’s sharp words, to avoid conflict, she quietly pulled on Youman, indicating her to stop talking.

Song Youman wanted to say more, but after seeing Xia Wan’an’s gesture, she obediently shut her mouth.

Xia Wan’an turned her head and looked at Ai Jiang, "It’s okay, it’s just a dress."

"Exactly, An’an rarely wears a dress for the second time anyway..." Song Youman murmured under her breath.

Before Song Youman could finish her sentence, Xia Wan’an silently pinched her, indicating that she should keep her mouth as shut as possible.

Only after Song Youman was quiet, Xia Wan’an looked at Ai Jiang again, soothingly saying, "It’s okay, it’s not a big deal, let the past be the past. Quickly wipe your tears, don’t let others see and mistakenly think that something happened to us!"

Song Youman glared at the stain on Xia Wan’an’s clothes, grumbling discontentedly, "It should be you comforting An’an, and now it’s An’an comforting you..."

Luckily, she spoke softly. Xia Wan’an gently squeezed her hand and continued speaking to Ai Jiang, "Furthermore, Ai Jiang, Youman is a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart, she doesn’t mean anything else by it, you shouldn’t take it to heart."

Ai Jiang nodded fiercely, looking very educatable, "I won’t take it to heart. I know that Youman is good at heart."

Song Youman’s face turned red, and all her anger disappeared, although she feigned indifference saying, "Why are you guys talking about me all of a sudden?!"

Xia Wan’an just smiled, and looked down at her own clothes.

She had worn a white chiffon dress that day, but now it had wine spilt on it, making it semi-transparent.

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