Jing Shu frowned. "That's just what you think. I really need PVC plastic. Otherwise, why would I bother trading water for it?" It seems Nima Sang likes Yao Zixin, Jing Shu thought. She's probably jealous, thinking I'm also interested in him.
Nima Sang posted, "Maybe you traded the 300 ml of water for some plastic just to get the school hunk to notice you. Oh, come on, stop pretending. I see right through your little tricks, but your methods are a bit distasteful."
Meanwhile, Yao Zixin, who had been silent, added Jing Shu. "Jing Shu, what kind of PVC plastic do you want? How much do you need? What kind of water will you trade for it?"
Seeing Nima Sang getting more and more out of line, Jing Shu, who had originally wanted to leave her some dignity, decided against it.
"@Nima Sang," she posted, "you've taken a fancy to Yao Zixin, haven't you? Aren't you afraid Xie Zihao, the one you took a 'mandarin duck bath' with after high school graduation, will get jealous?"
