Yang Huiying watched Tang Zhongyi leave without a backward glance.
She felt aggrieved, considering herself quite a beauty who was pursued regularly. When had she ever had to lower herself to apologize?
Yet, he hadn't appreciated her gesture and had also been so cold in his response.
But... every time she remembered Tang Zhongyi's face, Yang Huiying couldn't bring herself to blame him.
All she could do was redirect all her anger toward Ning Zhao—it was all this woman's fault. If not for her, her first impression on Tang Zhongyi wouldn't have been so negative.
Gu Shengyin had just finished playing the last piece when she was abruptly notified by the system: "Target, Yang Huiying, hostility level toward the host has risen to 30 percent."
Gu Shengyin's fingers had just left the last piano key, and the lingering music stopped.
