After a long time, Qiao Ning finally lifted her head, then gave the mirror a hoarse laugh, "Xiaotang, I'm sorry to have shown you such a disgrace."
Hai Xiaotang looked at her red eyes, handed her a handkerchief and said, "I'm not laughing at you, I just hope you're okay."
Qiao Ning took the handkerchief sadly and dabbed at the tear stains on her face.
Hai Xiaotang also took some tissues and started wiping the soup stains off her body.
After their clean-up, Qiao Ning's emotions seemed to slowly stabilize.
"Xiaotang, I'm not a homewrecker, do you believe me?" She suddenly asked.
Without hesitation, Hai Xiaotang replied, "I believe you!"
Qiao Ning immediately felt a warmth spread in her heart, "I don't like Su Zigao, I never flirted with him, I didn't know he had a fiancée. I really despise him, I truly don't like him…"