Jiang Zhe sipped water quietly, paying her no heed.
Zhang Lingling felt even more awkward, "I really didn't do it on purpose."
"If it wasn't on purpose, then why did you lead the reporters over here? Do you think I'm blind?" Xia Enci retorted.
Zhang Lingling hung her head low, muttering a defense, "I just thought that if there were reporters, she wouldn't dare to be too presumptuous. I was also trying to help Jiang Zhe."
Having said all she could, Xia Enci glared at her, "I even considered you a friend. This is how you repay me? We should hang out less in the future."
"I really didn't do it on purpose..." Zhang Lingling apologized, her face flushing red.
"So what? Do you want me to present you with a banner of honor?" Jiang Zhe put down her cup and asked nonchalantly.
Zhang Lingling had nothing more to say and turned to pull out a chair and sit down.
Xia Enci truly regretted having been so close to Zhang Lingling before.
Jiang Zhe said, "It's okay now."
