"No way."
Tang Li instinctively raised her hand to tidy a few strands of hair messed up by her baseball cap.
Her fingers ran through her hair, and inadvertently, she lifted her eyes, just meeting Song Baiyan's gaze.
Song Baiyan seemed to have been looking at her all along.
That kind of look was scrutinizing, yet gentle.
Tang Li stealthily shifted her gaze away, but she couldn't help wondering—what sort of 'big thing' had she done in the past couple of days?
——It seemed like nothing.
Song Jingtian being stung by a scorpion was purely an accident.
She couldn't be blamed for that.
Or was it that her words to the haters had been noticed?
Actually, this could also be cleverly... explained.
At the time, it was anger that spurred her into a tirade; otherwise, who ever saw her curse?
So, essentially, she was still that weak and fragile girl from a year ago, needing Song Baiyan's protection, needing him to pay constant attention to her.
