Chen Mumu leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs casually as if Chen Xu's loud ranting was just background noise. She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, her expression utterly bored.
When Chen Xu's voice raised an octave, proclaiming her innocence for the umpteenth time, Chen Mumu rolled her eyes—a slow, deliberate gesture that stoked Chen Xu's temper even further.
"I told you already, I wasn't the one in that video!" Chen Xu snapped, slamming her fist on the makeup counter. Her reflection in the mirror showed her flushed cheeks and narrowed eyes, a portrait of indignation. "People are so quick to judge without evidence! They don't know anything about me!"
Chen Mumu let out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh and nodded. "Yes, yes, I know. You're innocent. Completely blameless," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Everyone else is clearly mistaken. How could they possibly think it was you?"
