"Your meaning is..." the gossip girl said in astonishment, her words heavily suggestive.
Meanwhile, two people walked out of the restroom.
Liu Qing, who was about to say something else, looked up and saw the figure standing at the top of the stairs, and abruptly stopped in her tracks.
The gossip girl stopped as well, right behind her.
The two of them silently exchanged glances.
They couldn't help feeling a bit guilty.
Descending the last step, Chu Liangxia approached with an indifferent expression, "Are you talking about me?"
Liu Qing's face became a bit stiff.
But the gossip girl, with a sort of loose tongue, explained, "Class president, don't take it to heart, we were just chatting..."
"So you wouldn't mind if I said in the group that you were being kept, right?" Chu Liangxia stopped in front of her and asked with a light laugh.
"..."
The gossip girl's complexion changed, unable to find a reason to retort.
