Shi Nuan's room is very large, pink and white, exuding a girlish atmosphere. Inside the room, there is even a white piano, looking like a socialite with a high-class education.
On her bedside is a photo frame, but the person in the photo frame is a boy playing basketball.
That boy looks somewhat familiar...
Shi Nuan noticed Su Li's gaze, angrily grabbed the photo frame, looked at Su Li warily, and said fiercely, "What are you looking at? Is this something you can look at?!"
Su Li withdrew her gaze and proactively said, "Miss Shi, I do bear some responsibility in this, for allowing the car to get stolen, which resulted in you getting injured. I hope these skincare products help you recover soon."
Shi Nuan's charming face showed a faint cold smile, her slightly pale lips mocking as she said, "If an apology is enough, then why do we need the police in the world?"
Su Li felt somewhat helpless and had already said that this matter had little to do with her.
