"Sheng Ning, under those circumstances, it was very difficult for us to refuse Shen Jianguo." Wu Youli said, ashamed and looking down.
Indeed, Shen Jianguo held a high position in the hearts of the female comrades, and with his polite demeanor, he rarely made himself disliked.
But that was no reason to give up our principles. However, since it had already happened, it wasn't right to blame Wu Youli—it wasn't her fault to begin with.
"There's no need to apologize, you did nothing wrong!" Sheng Ning sighed, silently praying that this incident wouldn't blow out of proportion, or all her efforts would've been in vain.
"So you're not mad anymore?" Wu Youli let out a big sigh of relief. "I had no idea earlier, but after hearing you talk about it just now, I was scared to death."
"I'm not mad anymore!" Sheng Ning made a silly face as she put on her shoes and got out of bed.