"There's nothing to apologize for, no one owes anyone anything." Shirao said calmly, "I'm going to the restroom."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked towards the outside of the private room.
The restroom was near the staircase. She washed her face, finally looking much more refreshed.
Actually, he really didn't need to come and apologize. She's not as fragile as he thinks.
But why did her eyes suddenly turn red?
What she thought and what he said when he was sober were ultimately different, weren't they?
Her body trembled slightly as she calmed herself. Just as she was about to leave the restroom, another woman came up behind her.
Ou Yimo?
Why would she be here?
Did Zhan Nanjue send her?
Shirao felt chaotic and wanted to avoid her, but unexpectedly, Ou Yimo called out to her.
"Shirao? What are you doing here too? Did Azhan send you?"
Hearing her question confirmed Shirao's suspicions. Her body stiffened slightly.
