Lin Miaoyu bit her lip and raised her voice, retorting with a question.
"When you ask me that question, you've already leaned towards the idea that I'm avoiding the issue, haven't you?" Zhao Mengmeng counter-questions instead of answering.
Otherwise, why keep reminding her?
With love comes strict expectations, but Zhao Mengmeng didn't have the mind to care about Lin Miaoyu's actions.
From the standpoint of a girl, she thought what Lin Miaoyu did was right.
It's just her bad luck, Zhao Mengmeng became the protagonist of the incident, and she also couldn't accept Lin Miaoyu's explanation.
Leaving behind a sentence full of sarcasm, Zhao Mengmeng walked straight into the elevator.
Her mood fluctuated violently; she mindlessly pressed the elevator buttons and accidentally hit the first floor.
When she came to her senses, she realized she had passed her own floor and simply followed the elevator down.
