"Zhou Mingxia, Sir, a fifth grader..." Her little, innocent voice echoed in the room forcing the principal to rise from the chair and open the door.
He looked down to see her standing with so much courage. If he could remember, this was the infamous Mingxia who always stood up for people.
With curiosity for whatever she had with her that was able to prove his innocence, he opened the door and allowed her to walk in.
Taking deep breaths, Mingxia calmed herself and made her way to Liao. She stretched out her palms and had a friendly, warm smile on her lips.
"Don't worry, I believe you..."
Her words were very soothing to Liao as stunned by this, his gaze lifted from the ground and met with her. With her aid, Liao stood from the ground and arranged his uniform although the rumples hadn't left after it.
