After hearing Song Yitang's apology, Ding Lixiu was somewhat angry.
She turned her head away, not looking at Song Yitang, her pursed lips so tight that they could almost hang a bucket.
"I've told you many times I don't mind, and it's a good thing he mistook someone else, or who knows where he might have directed his aggression if he hadn't?"
Ding Lixiu pouted, "And about last time at the train station, if it weren't for you, who knows if I'd even be alive by now. My life is already yours!"
"Also! My mom has always taught me that those who are willing to help me become better and to make money with me are no different from second parents!"
It was then that Song Yitang realized that she was being too sensitive, always feeling indebted to Ding Lixiu.
"I'm sorry, Xiuxiu, I just felt that you shouldn't have to suffer this sort of...
Ding Lixiu turned her head back, interrupting her, "Stop, if you consider me a friend then don't bring this up again!"
