17. My own

Faking an extremely guilty look, Li Zhilan said, ''I'm really sorry. It's just that when you threw my bag on the floor 'again', I just grabbed the person to see what she looked like? I didn't expect to hurt you. Infact I didn't think I grabbed strong enough to be able to leave a mark.''

Li Zhilan's way of answering pushed all the blame back to the butterfly and the 'public' opinion also shifted.

''She got a point.''

''Exactly''

''if it was me, it won't just end at grabbing her wrist.''

''I would have already burst out the first time. Its a wonder Li Zhilan lasted till the second.''

''Yeah I agree''

While everyone were talking about it, Li Zhilan grabbed the butterfly's wrist with a guilty look and examined it. But within a minute she let out an extremely shocked voice which also had a hint of anger in it.

''Butterfly, you better explain yourself. I didn't like your aura the first time I saw you but I didn't know why. Now I know that it was because of my gut feeling. You were here only to cause me trouble right?'' Li Zhilan said with a stern voice as her brows furrowed to show dissatisfaction. While the surrounding student were trying to decipher the meaning behind her words, Li Zhilan continued, ''If you wanted to frame me, you should have used a better method. Why hurt yourself when it isn't going work anyway.''

Li Zhilan's words threw everyone into a frenzy of doubts. Curious eyes were fixed on the two people from every corner.

The butterfly girl also started to feel a little awkward as she continued to assure herself that it's impossible Li Zhilan knows. So she continued to counter Li Zhilan.

''How can you say that I made this mark on my own? I'm not an idiot so I won't hurt myself deliberately just to frame, you will I?''

''Apparently miss butterfly, thats what you are. I didn't know you also consider yourself as one too. Anyway you just confirmed my doubt. You really did hurt yourself to frame me.''

''I really didn't-"

''Do you really think my hand will mae a mark that ugly? Come on, let me show you what kind of mark my hand will make'' Saying so Li Zhilan pulled butterfly's other wrist and pressed hard enough to earn a shrill scream from her and dumbfounded looks from the surrounding students.

''You, how dare y-"

''See. That the type of mark my hand will make.'' Li Zhilan said pointing towards the wrist where she just made a mark.

There were fingerprints in red but it looked quite thin and also had its own type of beauty. When the butterfly touched the mark with her other hand in a dumbfounded manner, the two marks could clearly be seen and compared.

Indeed the marks which Li Zhilan just made had marks of slim fingers. Compared to it, the other mark looked big and blurry.

In reality, it wasn't really that ugly but as they say, comparison is the fasted way to fell unhappy. With Li Zhilan's slim hand in comparison, no one would be able to compete without feeling discouraged about their own.

''I know you came here to warn me to stay away from your prince charming, but really, there is no need. I already have my own.'' Li Zhilan's smile turned really alluring as she talked about her own.