Xia Zhi finished speaking, and upon seeing He Jinnan's face change, his eyebrows knit together. Song Wanyi also looked surprised, clearly embarrassed.
She sneered inwardly—since you dare to speak to me like this without any regard, I don't need to consider your dignity either. At this point, do I still need to accommodate you? And you still pretend to be innocent.
She didn't bother to watch the lively changes on their faces anymore, and turned away.
Song Wanyi turned to look at He Jinnan. "Are you angry? With me or with her?"
He Jinnan glanced at her and didn't speak, walking towards the desk.
Song Wanyi pursed her lips and followed him, saying sourly, "I feel so wronged. I speak the brutal truth and get mocked by her, and now you're even giving me a cold look. Indeed, I'm not as good as her in your heart now."
"You do talk a lot," He Jinnan's stern face softened slightly, he chuckled lightly, "Just give me another ten minutes to finish up here, and then we'll go eat."