"Mind your own business, and keep out of this." No one expected Cao Yingying to speak up first. Although her tone wasn't the best, there was still a hint of dissuasion.
"This has nothing to do with you guys. I bought bananas and left them on the table." Cong Rong also softened her tone a bit, stood up, and pulled Qin Nuan and Luo Qianqian over, looking around before speaking, "You guys are okay, right?"
"What could possibly be wrong with us?" Qin Nuan asked, looking puzzled.
Cong Rong took out her canvas shoes, her face sporting a cold smirk while showing them to Qin Nuan.
As soon as Qin Nuan took them into her hands, she noticed the problem: two large nails had been fully driven into the sole of the shoes. If Cong Rong hadn't spotted them, they likely would have pierced the soles of her feet while walking.
How thick is the sole of a canvas shoe, anyway?
