Faced with Wang Dong's questioning, with her teacher standing nearby, the shame in Ma Xiaotao's heart burst forth. A brilliant flush immediately spread across her jade countenance, her cheeks burning hot. Lowering her eyes, she said softly, "Junior, I dirtied your bedding. I can compensate you."
A flash of light flickered in Ma Xiaotao's slender hand. She held a Black Card between her fingers and offered it to Wang Dong. "There are five thousand Gold Soul Coins on this card."
Wang Dong's face was cold. Without even looking at the Black Card, she said frostily, "I don't need it!"
Seeing Wang Dong so furious, ashamed, bitter, and resentful, Xiao Xiao thought of the senior sister who had suddenly changed into a new set of clothes and now looked radiant as a peach blossom, as well as Wang Dong's missing bedding. In an instant, she guessed what had happened between Huo Yuhao and Ma Xiaotao.
Xiao Xiao's emerald, starry eyes widened. She was shocked by her own guess. At the same time, a strange feeling rose in her heart, a complicated emotion she had never experienced before. Yet Wang Dong's plight filled her with sympathy, while also making her feel somewhat torn between laughter and tears. That feeling suppressed the strangeness in her heart.
Xiao Xiao felt that Wang Dong was truly too miserable.
In her own dormitory, on her own bed, the person she liked had been snatched away by someone else, and she had even had to quietly wait for the two of them just beyond a door!
Xiao Xiao's eyes shifted as they filled with sympathy for Wang Dong.
Wang Dong, how about dyeing your hair the same color as mine?
Seeing his disciple, who had just suffered such a tremendous grievance, being questioned by a freshman like