"Sorry, I really didn't mean to, are you okay?" The girl said with a smile, taking out a tissue, pretending to help her clean up.
"No need." Ziyi waved her hand, took out her own tissue, wiped briefly, then squatted down to clean up the mess on the ground.
She wasn't used to doing such things, so her movements were slow.
The girl's eyes showed a hint of disdain.
"Let me help you." She said with a smile, but her foot 'accidentally' gave a light kick, just landing on that bowl of soup.
The bowl rolled and stopped at He Ziyi's feet, the leftover soup splashed, staining her white shoes.
"Oops, I didn't mean it, He Ziyi." The girl still smiled.
Ziyi paused, looked up at her, her dark eyes seemingly devoid of any emotion.
The girl felt a pang of uneasiness when looked at this way.
"Why are you looking at me like that..." she snorted, "Even if I did it on purpose, what can you do to me?"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
