Tang Huai's cold and indifferent attitude made Li Ruyi feel like she was getting a cold shoulder after offering warmth.
Watching Tang Huai's back, Li Ruyi pouted.
If it weren't for wanting to ask her for advice on English courses, she wouldn't bother facing this unfriendly situation during the festive New Year.
Thinking of the pressure from her parents, Li Ruyi had no choice but to suppress her bad mood.
She sped up to catch up, trying to coax, "Tang Huai, I brought some sweet potato chips and dried longan from my hometown, they're delicious. Do you want some?"
Tang Huai's pace didn't slow down at all; even when Li Ruyi caught up and walked beside her, she didn't turn her head to glance at her.
She just spoke lightly, without a trace of emotion in her voice: "I'm not in the mood to eat right now."
"I can give them to you, and you can eat them anytime," Li Ruyi said.
"Thank you for your kindness. You can keep them for yourself or share them with other classmates."
