True Colors

"Nan Nan, I am curious. Unlike us, you do not study in the dormitory at night. Why do you need to buy a flashlight? You are really good to your dad." Tang Mengran tapped the shoulder of Qiao Nan, her tone full of envy. "Nan Nan, your dad must be very good to you."

"Yes, there will be no me without my dad."

"That's not it. I mean, what Zhao Yu said in class just now must be lies, then?" Tang Mengran blurted out the question on her mind without taking into consideration Qiao Nan's feelings. Zheng Lingling was shocked. She did not manage to stop Tang Mengran in time.

Zheng Lingling gave Tang Mengran a disdainful glance. Why would she touch someone's soft spot?

Tang Mengran did not believe what she just heard. "What's wrong with all of you? Nan Nan and her dad are very close. It is obvious that Zhao Yu was lying." She was not a fool. If Uncle Qiao was not good to Nan Nan, why would Nan Nan be so close to Uncle Qiao?

She did not believe it.