Shen Mianmian's mind whirred rapidly, and suddenly, with a blink, she met He Nan's gaze with a face full of unfamiliarity, then apologized sternly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
Having said that, she walked away.
Even without a mirror, she knew what she looked like right now: disheveled and filthy. Big Brother He might even think he had mistaken her for someone else.
He Nan's expression darkened. This little girl, pretending she doesn't recognize him.
Just as she was about to brush past him, he grabbed her arm and, with a side glance, noticed for the first time that there was a little blood under her ear, as if it were a scratch.
The hair in front had covered it, so he hadn't seen it before.
That scratch might seem insignificant on him, but on her, he found it particularly glaring.
"Did you get into a fight?"
