Listening to the excited analysis of the twin sisters outside, all logical and coherent, Xia Yuxun sat inside the cubicle, speechless and choking in her internal chaos, scratching at the door, wishing she could burst out and roar at them.
"Open your eyes, master! Clearly, it is Leng Sichen who is the real vixen, hey!!!"
She really couldn't clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
Back then, Yuchi Fei had the audacity to call her a femme fatale, when clearly Leng Sichen was the ultimate catastrophe!
She had been avoiding him to this extent, yet somehow she had unwittingly attracted a basketful of hatred; it was utterly suffocating.
Finally, the twin sisters left, and Xia Yuxun slumped there, pulling at her hair, feeling extremely frustrated.
After nearly half an hour, she was certain that everyone who should have left had done so, Xia Yuxun straightened her clothes and walked out of the restroom.
After leaving the restroom, she suddenly remembered something.
