C133 You Think I'm a Leftover Girl

"Oh." "Yes," I said.

I found a private room and sat down. It was just the two of us, but it wasn't surprising that she had no friends and could only ask me to accompany her to dinner.

"Let's see what we have to eat." She pushed the plate over.

"Whatever." "No," I said.

"Looks like you don't want to eat with me, right?" She said arrogantly.

"Yes, I don't want to