"I didn't mean to worry you," Xia Lihua murmured, poking her spoon into her porridge like a guilty child. "It just… happened."
Kang Minghao leaned forward, sensing juicy gossip. "What just happened?"
"None of your business," Wang Nuozhi snapped at him before Xia Lihua could answer. "Eat your food."
Xia Lihua shot her a grateful look. Wang Nuozhi sighed heavily, crossing her arms. "You're acting weird. And blushing. And flustered. Which is very unlike you. If I find out you've done something stupid—"
"I didn't," Xia Lihua interrupted quickly, though her burning ears betrayed her calm tone.
Kang Minghao let out a low whistle. "This is going to be interesting…"
Wang Nuozhi smacked him lightly on the arm. "Shut it, Minghao."
Still, her sharp gaze returned to Xia Lihua. "We're talking about this later," she said in a low, serious voice.
