"You know it as well as I do, Xia Lin, I didn't let Yang Linghua make clothes in the end, she's been holding a grudge ever since. She's been picking on me at school, and surely she's up to no good now. Jingqiu, you know it too, after the two of us got together, she must still be harboring resentment."
While Xia Lin was speaking, Lu Jingqiu had somehow moved her chair close by. When Xia Lin finished, Jingqiu snorted softly and retorted, "Comrade Xia Lin is pretty good at shifting the blame, isn't she? Saying I've been holding a grudge in my heart, as if you were a worm in my guts, knowing things that even I am unaware of."
Xia Lin was taken aback by her words and turned pale. Gao Shu wasn't looking too good either, but still, he said, "Jinqqiu, what exactly happened? Linlin doesn't seem like someone who would do such a thing. Is there some kind of misunderstanding here?"
