Du Anrao’s tone was truly quite impolite, to the point that Du Yihan couldn't help but wonder if there was something added to those two cakes she had sent over.
Wen Xiaonuan clearly had the same thought. Her face turned deathly pale in an instant, and she waved her hands in a flurry. "Please, don't be angry, and don't misunderstand. I don't have any bad intentions. I can explain."
"Fine, go ahead and explain," Du Anrao said, crossing her arms and shifting her posture. She put on a tough front, though inwardly, she was feeling anything but.
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