"If you guys want to laugh, just laugh!"
Shen Zhaozhao felt quite speechless herself.
Of course, nobody was really going to laugh at her; it wasn't her fault that she couldn't hold her liquor.
It was Song Ning who looked at her with a gossip-hungry expression and said, "What's the deal with Ye Wei'an anyway? Were you really in the same class in high school? Is the person who spilled the beans truly your classmate?"
She had wanted to ask the night before, but it wasn't convenient on the spot, and later on, this girl went out for dinner and came back drunk.
She had been holding back until now.
"It should be, but what she said isn't true. Ye Wei'an did like Sheng Chuyi, that's for sure, but Sheng Chuyi never paid her any attention," Shen Zhaozhao felt a surge of annoyance when she thought about the rumormonger, Meng Feifei.
They had graduated, and she hadn't expected the other party to still make a fuss.