"Then why didn't you say so earlier? I thought you were going to take a picture of me."
The young woman in the maid costume returned the phone to Lin Ruoxi, looking completely speechless. She had just been striking poses for ages, only to find out she wasn't the main subject.
'Communicating with outsiders is so exhausting,' she couldn't help but sigh.
"S-sorry," Lin Ruoxi stammered. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but the other person seemed unhappy.
A moment later, Lin Ruoxi trudged back to Xue Rui's side, her head hanging in dejection.
"Rui, I... I'm so useless. I can't seem to connect with them," Lin Ruoxi said in a small voice.
Xue Rui patted the little one's head reassuringly. "Are there any normal people in the anime world? If you don't fit into a circle, don't force it."
He nonchalantly shifted the blame. There was a generation gap between his girl and other girls her age...
But it couldn't be helped. After all, she was raised by her grandmother...
