"Actually, I think we're both pitiful. Firstly, we've both lost our memories. Secondly, when I woke up, I was in the same state as you, without any clothes on. Who do you think would do such a thing? Obviously, it was some scumbag."
In order to rid herself of her guilt, Qin Yu quickly tried to deflect blame, placing it squarely on Luo En's head, of course.
Indeed, the lid seemed to fit perfectly, because Yin You's expression changed. Obviously, any intellectual woman with even a bit of emotional intelligence and autonomy wouldn't place all the blame on the 'mistress' alone.
The man is the one who started it all.
That's good, Qin Yu felt like she'd gotten away with it. But she also didn't dare initiate conversation, as she felt a bit guilty and was scared of revealing any flaws. So she could only respond according to the other party's actions.
Until ~~~
She couldn't help herself.
"Um, Miss Yin, your bath towel is slipping."
