But no matter what she said, it was useless. Nobody cared what the truth really was.
All they cared about was that Huang Qichao no longer wanted her, and she couldn't help them anymore.
Those enthusiastic faces from before had quickly transformed into ones with cunning smiles.
In the past month, she had seen enough of human nature's warmth and indifference.
She had heard so much sarcasm and ridicule that she was too tired to argue back.
With no one surrounding her anymore, she actually found some peace.
She lifted an arm to sniff her clothes and realized that after a week in the Detention Center without a bath, she indeed smelled.
Huang Ying jogged all the way back to the dormitory.
Zhizhangqing had just returned to the dorm to grab something and excitedly ran up to give her a bear hug as soon as she saw her.
"You stupid bird, where have you been for a week? You didn't even send me a message, and I couldn't reach you by phone. I was worried sick."
