Suddenly, the door of the neighbor to the left opened. A middle-aged auntie's head popped in to view. "You're lying, young man," she said, "You were the one who chased your girlfriend out. Your girlfriend was so pitiful just now. You refused to open the door even when she begged you to. I heard everything!"
Ji Mianmian nodded her head vigorously. That was right. She was a pitiful young lady who had been chased out. Of course, she was not Ye Shaoguang's girlfriend, but it was not easy to get this auntie to vouch for her innocence. Ji Mianmian did not bother about those small details anymore.
"That's right. That's right. He chased me out."
"You two should sit down and talk it out if there's some disagreement between you two," Leng Ran said quickly, "It's no use arguing like this!"
