Fu Yingying's heart fluttered with guilt, and her face turned pale in an instant.
"What nonsense are you spouting? What do I have to be afraid of?"
"Oh, is that so? Then who was the man in the restroom just now?"
As Gu Qiangwei mentioned this, Fu Yingying became even more flustered and anxious. She glanced at the glowering Gu Shijie, then at Gu Qiangwei, "What are you rambling about, what man?"
Gu Qiangwei was unhurried as she suddenly leaned closer to Fu Yingying, her calm lips curling into a smirk that wasn't quite a smile.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing her suddenly close in, Fu Yingying stepped back nervously.
Gu Qiangwei lifted her hand and, at lightning speed, pulled down her shoulder strap, "So, you mean to say these were left by Gu Shijie?"
She originally had no interest in this woman's sordid affairs, but the woman, oblivious to what was good for her, insisted on provoking her.
