The military wives present were no fools; seeing Ma Xiaohua's outburst, they each offered a few polite remarks in tacit understanding but not a single one attempted to keep her by urging her to stay a little longer since it was still early. Ma Xiaohua, probably not expecting such a situation, suddenly felt she couldn't save her face and, clutching a bag of sunflower seeds, stormed off in a huff.
Sitting in her seat and looking quite innocent, Xu Xiuxiu watched Ma Xiaohua storm away. She then smoothed out her skirt and stood up, "I should be leaving as well." She had, after all, not been familiar with these military wives, and if it hadn't been for Ma Xiaohua's introduction, Xu Xiuxiu wouldn't have even considered making their acquaintance.
