It wasn't that An Ye couldn't feel the slight disdain and probing in the eyes of the other people present, but she couldn't care so much. For her purpose, she had to continue pretending.
An Ye slowly raised her head and looked at Hang in front of her. She had a confused expression on her face as if she had just returned to her senses.
She looked at him with grievance and confusion. Her moist eyes were full of accusation and doubt. She cried and complained, "Second brother! What did I do? Do you have to push me like this? I was just dizzy and couldn't stand properly. I didn't fall on purpose!"
"What did you say? Was I randomly rubbing against you? I'm an innocent girl! Are you saying this to make me die of shame and anger? I like you so much. How can you be so cruel to me? You still dare to scold me for being shameless! Is your heart made of iron?"
