The atmosphere in the break room was somewhat ambiguous, and Lin Shu, looking at Fang Zhi's face, felt her own cheeks growing hot.
"How would I know? Why don't you tell me,"
Lin Shu said stubbornly.
She turned her face away, not wanting to meet Fang Zhi's gaze.
But it was precisely this movement that allowed Fang Zhi to see just how red her face was.
"You're embarrassed."
"No, I'm not."
Lin Shu became annoyed and pushed Fang Zhi hard, but it was to no avail.
"Then why don't you tell me, who exactly is that person? What exactly is your relationship with him?"
In Fang Zhi's eyes, Lin Shu looked like an enraged little cat when she was angry.
Even angry, she was still so adorable.
"I have a good friend I've played with since we were little, a childhood friend. He came back to the country a while ago and brought his sister back with him."
"That person is his sister."
Fang Zhi sighed.
