Song Qiao didn't even bother to pay attention to her, ready to leave, when she happened to see Zuo Yuqing, who had unknowingly approached a few steps away, and stopped in her tracks.
Zuo Yuqing glanced at the girl, and immediately, as if caught doing something wrong, the girl quickly lowered her head and walked up to Zuo Yuqing's side, yet blurted out, "Sister Yuqing."
"Xiaoyi, what are you doing?" Zuo Yuqing's voice was very pleasant to the ear, and together with the fact that she had sung many songs before, it sounded like beautiful music to others.
It was like listening to a captivating song.
"Sister Yuqing, I…" The girl named Xiaoyi's face turned a bit red, possibly out of shame and anger, yet she didn't forget to give Song Qiao a fierce glare as if she blamed everything on her.
Song Qiao felt completely innocent; today, she clearly hadn't done anything, yet was inexplicably warned, and it was for standing up for someone else.
