The originally lively atmosphere in the dining room had completely disappeared and was replaced by an awkward silence. Chu Yi's eyes were filled with tears as she walked toward the dining table. "Is there a misunderstanding between us? Xiao Lin, why do you always talk and laugh with them, but with me..."
Chu Yi paused for a moment, tears streaming down her face. "Why do you treat me differently from them? If you have any opinions about me, can you just tell me? I'm willing to change, really."
Chu Yi frowned, trying her best to appear pitiful.
Bai Lin, who was being questioned by her, slowly took a sip of the fish soup and placed the bowl on the table. "There's no misunderstanding. I just don't like you."
Chu Yi's expression turned even uglier. She was truly feeling awkward and embarrassed.
