Cao Jingya had never been so humiliated, and her face flushed beet-red with suppressed rage.
"It's just a meal! What's the big deal? Fine, I won't eat!" Cao Jingya slammed down her bowl and chopsticks and stormed off in a huff.
Zhao Nuanyue called out to Cao Jingya's retreating back, "Wasting food is a disgrace! It's easy not to value food when you didn't use your own money and grain coupons to get it. Next time you come for a meal, bring your own food and coupons. Otherwise, don't even think about joining us at the table!"
When Cao Jingya heard this, she spun around to glare at Zhao Nuanyue and said with a cold snort, "Zhao Nuanyue, just you wait!"
"Heh, I'll be waiting." Zhao Nuanyue tilted her chin up, looking down her nose at Cao Jingya. "You're a backstabber. If you want to come after me, then bring it on. We'll see who deals with whom."
Zhao Nuanyue's words were defiant.
