Shen Qianrou's pretty face turned pale when she was being interrupted by Shen Fanxing again. Her shoulders shrunk and she gazed at her with a forlorn expression.
"You didn't manage to splash the glass of wine on me today, but what if you did? Of course, you would say that it wasn't intentional. Then, you would wait for me to throw a tantrum and berate you. After that… Yes, that's right. You would like this right now, teary-eyed and pitiful, looking as if you didn't do it on purpose… And after that, there would be people by your side who would stand up for you. They would pity you, forgive you, and accuse me of being unreasonable. They will then accuse me of bullying you…"
Shen Fanxing expounded loudly as her gaze landed on Su Heng, whose expression had stiffen. He tilted his head to look at Shen Qianrou, his expression growing complicated.
