No way! She's supposed to be a decent, honest, and quiet little girl!
I can't do this!
This is wrong!
But she has been decent for 23 years, wouldn't slipping up just once be her well-deserved reward for 23 years of virtue and charity?
Chen Xixi squinted her eyes, peeking through the gaps between her fingers at the frosted glass door, watching the man's distinct finger joints leisurely unbuttoning each black shirt button.
Just as the man was about to undo the last crucial button, he stopped, turned his head, and his eyes met with the person outside the door.
Chen Xixi immediately closed the gaps between her fingers tightly and shouted, "I didn't look!"
It was her first time doing something like this, and she felt somewhat guilty.
After shouting, she felt a bit of regret—isn't this exactly like announcing she has silver hidden here when there is none?
Did anyone ask her if she had been looking?
No.
So what's the difference between this and incriminating herself?
