Seeing the originally lively restaurant silent for a moment, Xia Chuqi felt that the situation was a bit strange, but she never cared about the eyes of others, shrugged at everyone who looked at them, and prepared to get the dining plate.

"The seventh day of the lunar month, I think we won't have lunch here?" Wen Suli pulled her arm and whispered.

She was still a little nervous when she was watched in full view of everyone, worried that things would be as she had guessed just now, and worried that her fear of last night would come true!

Seeing her fearful look, Xia Chuqi patted her arm comfortably and said, "It doesn't matter. If we turn around and leave at this time, wouldn't it mean we feel guilty?"

"But I'm afraid..." Wen Su

Li said worriedly.

Xia Chuqi also understood her concern, shook her head and smiled, "It's nothing, isn't I still accompany you? At worst, let's take the plate or sit on the grass to eat?"

Wen Suli nodded and responded, and chose lunch with Xia Chuqi. The two of them were holding the plate and were about to leave. Wen Suli was absent-minded and accidentally hit a group of people walking into the restaurant. The jam and drinks on the plate were also knocked over, splashing the group of girls who were the most popular!

"Oh my god, my skirt!" The girl screamed, looked at the jam stained on her brand new skirt, and glared at Wen Suli angrily: "How did you walk, don't you have eyes?"

"Yes... I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..." Wen Suli quickly put the plate aside, took out a tissue from her arms, and hurriedly asked to help her wipe the stains on her skirt.

"Didn't it meant it?" The girl pushed her away hard, raised her chin and shouted arrogantly: "Do you know that my skirt is the latest limited edition high-end custom version from Dior. You dirty my skirt, can you afford it?"

Wen Suli's face turned pale slightly, and she quickly lowered her head and kept apologizing: "I'm really sorry, I didn't see you coming, so I accidentally bumped into you..."

She said this and quickly suggested carefully: "How about you hand over this skirt to me, I will help you wash it and return it to you..."

"Wash it clean?" The girl seemed to hear some funny words. She turned to her head and shook her head and sighed: "Listen, is this girl childish? She actually said to wash her dress for me and then return it to me?"

Several friends around her also laughed, and some even sneered: "These luxury brands will be invited to take care of them, and you can also wash them?"

"Look, her whole body is not affordable for care!"

Wen Suli's face turned pale. She didn't know how to forgive these rich children, so she could only keep bowing her head and apologizing.
Chapter completed!