After being close friends for so many years, how could Cheng Chen not see the guilt and sadness in Xiao Rou's eyes? She frowned, grabbed Xiao Rou by the arm, and strode straight into the room.
At this moment, the guy she'd seen before—the one she'd written off as a goofy science-and-engineering nerd—was sitting on the sofa. Because of the commotion on her side, He still lifted his head to glance over.
There was embarrassment on his face, but not the slightest bit of guilt.
Cheng Chen's expression was icy, yet she let out a faint laugh: "You did it?"
Whether it was actually this man in front of her who did it was still an unknown, like she'd said earlier, there wasn't a hundred percent certainty; it might even be that Liu Xiaoyu was framing him.
Of course, that kind of thought had never even appeared in Cheng Chen's mind—let alone if it did, she'd swat it away immediately.
