Yu Fang forced herself to look away from Lin Xiang's bowl, "Give me a few more yards of cloth, and I'll tell you."
Lin Xiang continued to eat her noodles leisurely, "Say it or don't, up to you."
Yu Fang became anxious, "This concerns your reputation, how can you not care at all!"
Only then did Lin Xiang put down her chopsticks, her eyes fixed on Yu Fang, "What do you mean it concerns my reputation? Make it clear."
Yu Fang was pleased with herself, "Cook me another bowl of noodles, and give me a few yards of cloth, then I'll tell you."
Lin Xiang was at a loss for words.
This Yu Fang isn't purely bad, it just seems her mind isn't quite right.
She nodded, "Alright, but you've got to make sure the news you provide is worth it."
"I accidentally kicked a stone and hit Wen Siyuan today, and he invited me to frame you together."
Lin Xiang: ?
"You kicked a stone and hit Wen Siyuan, so he invited you to frame me?"
