On the way back, an unusual silence filled the atmosphere.
Song Zhi clutched her newly bought clothes tightly, but her happiness was marred by Xia Wan's presence.
"Xia Wan, is this shop rented by your family?" Lin Shuang asked. "Why didn't you tell us? Were you trying to make us lose face?"
Song Zhi shared Lin Shuang's suspicion as she glanced unhappily at Xia Wan.
Xia Wan responded, "If I said my family owned the shop, would you believe me?"
Lin Shuang was momentarily taken aback. Naturally, they wouldn't believe it if Xia Wan claimed ownership; they'd think she was boasting.
Lin Shuang pursed her lips. "Whether we believe it or not is one thing. You should've still told us."
Xia Wan gave her a cold look. "Since you don't believe me, why bother saying it? Instead of explaining, how about I just show you?"
Lin Shuang wanted to argue more, but Song Zhi interrupted her. "Alright, Lin Shuang, enough talking."