She seized on the key point in Lin Ruochun's words, "When exactly at noon?"
"Don't you know when you sent the text message yourself?"
Seeing Lin Ruochun act as if nothing could affect her, Wen Qiao's temper flared up. She slapped the back of her head, "Just say it if I ask you, do I need to ask if I already knew?"
Lin Ruochun's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Wen Qiao. No one had ever dared to hit her since she was young.
"What are you looking at? Speak up, or I'll hit you again."
Wen Qiao wasn't afraid of her at all, and even waved her arm as if to say if Lin Ruochun uttered another unnecessary word, that slap would land on her head once more.
Lin Ruochun pursed her lips, reluctantly saying, "After the lunch boxes were distributed at noon."
Hearing this timing, Wen Qiao frowned and seemed deep in thought.
Lin Ruochun, seeing her silent, thought she was feeling guilty and immediately clamored, "Why are you not talking now, guilty, huh?"
