Gong Shirao snapped back to reality, speaking righteously, "It was just a very ordinary message, nothing more. There's nothing inappropriate between us, please don't wrong me."
Ou Yimo listened to Gong Shirao's explanation as if she had heard a tall tale.
She maliciously raised her voice and pressed, "An ordinary message sent in the middle of the night takes on a different meaning. If there's no interest, who texts you in the middle of the night? Is that what you call innocent? Is that what you call being wronged?"
The crowd grew larger, and everyone was pointing and whispering about Gong Shirao.
"Who does that, texting someone else's boyfriend in the middle of the night? No wonder she's being accused. She totally deserves it..."
Gong Shirao gripped the stair railing behind her tightly, her whole body stiffened.
She was about to speak, but Ou Yimo cut in first:
