C132 'an Unexpected Guest.'(1)

Ma Shuoling sat across from Hsiang Tai, her eyes glued to her phone as she waited for her cold noodles to be packed up.

Truth be told, the air was tinged with awkwardness. Hsiang Tai had called her over out of a sense of obligation—they had helped each other in the past, and it would be rude not to acknowledge her presence. But there she was, sitting silently