"If I can't be the one to blow your cover, then can I at least be your vest witness officer?"
Jiang Keer pleaded pitifully.
Vest witness officer, what the hell?
Faced with the confusion in Ye Wan's eyes, Jiang Keer blinked frantically, "Next time before you blow your cover, just invite me to join you, okay?"
She wanted to witness firsthand the enigmatic Sister Wan, how many vests she could uncover in her lifetime.
"This... seems a bit difficult to pull off!"
Ye Wan looked troubled.
Jiang Keer pursed her lips.
Before she could spew a resentful tirade or make another humble request, someone in the dance studio spoke up.
"Ye Wan..."
The one who stepped forward was a girl, "I was being petty before, I apologize to you, I'm sorry."
"Ye Wan, I'm sorry!"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have criticized you like that. Ye Wan, please don't take it to heart, considering we're classmates."
...
One after another, both boys and girls came forward to apologize, looking contrite.