Qin Youbei had been feeling quite frustrated lately, getting tricked at Gu Mansion and smeared at school. She wanted to just ignore everything, to happily live each day as it comes, but there was a fire burning inside her. No matter how she tried to adjust her emotions, the fire just wouldn't die down.
She returned to her dorm with a gloomy expression. Lin Jiujiu, who was playing a game, turned her head to look, and as her old friend of many years, knew instantly that something was bothering her and asked what was wrong.
Qin Youbei, tight-lipped and frowning, seemed on the verge of exploding but was forcibly suppressing it.
Setting aside her mouse, Lin Jiujiu moved her chair to Qin Youbei's side and asked again, "Is it because of the post?"
"No, it's just that recently..." Qin Youbei bit her lip and continued with immense resentment, "I got played, and it was a terrible loss."
"Who could have played you?" Lin Jiujiu was shocked.
