Tear the dress, and then what? Tear the top? Tear… damn! Xiao Yao just wants to tear Zhima’s mouth. At least she doesn’t need to “rally” everyone to imagine the scene of her being completely stripped, right?
Xiao Yao speaks impatiently: “Zhima, I told you, it’s not what you imagine, he didn’t do anything to me, and I with him—” Before finishing, she’s pushed aside by Zhima.
”Don’t be afraid, we’re here, we’ll get justice for you! We’ll make sure he takes full responsibility!”
Full responsibility? Not daring to imagine his reaction, Xiao Yao instinctively turns her head—huh? Where is he?
”Where is he? Hiding?” Zhima has a bloodthirsty expression, searching the room.
”He must have fled in fear! Good that he ran! Otherwise, if I catch him, I’ll give him the eighteen styles of dog-beating stick—ah!” A Da, waving a hoe enthusiastically, is almost tripped by a figure emerging from behind the screen.
Gao Liying walked over, holding in his hand—a pair of scissors!?
Stand at attention, at ease, step back. No command needed, everyone moves in unison.
Only Xiao Yao is stunned. She stares at the sharp scissors in his hand and his approaching movement…
Just as Liying reaches into his pocket, a loud shout erupts: “Gun! Quick, lie down!”
Gun? When Liying pulls out a mini sewing kit from his pocket, Xiao Yao’s fragmented consciousness finally recomposes.
But… where are Zhima and the others?
Xiao Yao stares blankly at the “human floor”.
They can get up now, right?
”Here,” Liying hands her the mini sewing kit along with the scissors. “Only found this, but it should come in handy.”
So he went to find sewing supplies? Thinking about everyone’s previous accusations, Xiao Yao feels truly apologetic. “Thank you… I’m sorry you were misunderstood just now.”
Liying waves his hand, with a charming smile. “They’ve already apologized.”
Apologized? Really? Looking at the people on the ground… well, “prostrating” is indeed quite devout. Xiao Yao feels embarrassed but can’t help laughing.
Her laughter finally allows those people to “get up”.
This time, Xiao Yao is smarter, avoiding another outbreak from the group, quickly explaining her past relationship with Liying.
She can’t help stealing a glance at Liying, catching his eye. A smiling eye, gently gazing at her.
