The Beauty System stood up on its hind legs. "Host, don't be sad."
"I'm not sad at all right now," Tan You said, lowering her gaze with a small smile. "From the moment I was framed for stealing my roommate's money—that moment when no one stood up for me—I decided I would never again feel sad because of those people."
"Do you know what the most ironic part was? The homeroom teacher who ruled that I had stolen the money was actually a relative of Tan Ying's grandmother. Now that was the ultimate irony."
"She was so quick to judge, so arbitrarily certain that I had taken my classmate's money, when in fact, it was money Cheng Wenhui had given me for school supplies. She gave me a large bill, and I'd gotten change for it at the little shop by the school gate."
"If I hadn't managed to track down the shopkeeper, I would have been branded a thief for good."
