"Hmph, that's because my master got married. Otherwise, would it be his turn? Don't even think about it."
"..."
Di Wu Hua was completely defeated.
In the end, all she could do was silently stick toothpicks into the fruit slices and leave, feeling utterly deflated.
Di Wu Xue just returned from outside and nodded slightly: "Second sister, what's up?"
"Yueyue is hopeless." Di Wu Hua looked grim, "I think I'm not low in emotional intelligence, so why does Yueyue not understand anything and only have eyes for money?"
Di Wu Xue thought for a moment: "Second sister, your emotional intelligence is indeed not low, but you still have no partner."
After saying that, he didn't pause and immediately ran away.
"Di Wu Xue, you're courting death!" Di Wu Hua suddenly realized and got furious, "Don't run, let me catch you, and I'll peel your skin off!"
Inside the studio, Di Wu Yue fixed the compass and sat on the ground, starting to eat fruit.
