This was already the second time Zhang Yingying had mentioned "apologizing." In her daze, Xi Wei even felt somewhat flattered.
Zhang Yingying's calm voice reached her ears. "I believe you've sensed it too. Lady Mora sought you out, and it didn't have much to do with you personally. Although you did inadvertently have a small dispute with her, that was merely the flimsiest excuse for her to forcibly drag you into this... That is an indisputable fact."
Xi Wei turned to look at her and could not help thinking of the unimaginable chaos of recent days. The grievance in her heart made her want to cry again.
A mist of tears indeed clouded the inside of her sunglasses.
Zhang Yingying looked straight at her, then suddenly smiled. "However, we do have some differing interpretations of those facts."
Xi Wei held her breath instinctively.
"There are currently two camps.
"The first camp—Ronan's view, in other words—believes that most of the responsibility lies with him. Because the biggest reason that troublemaker Mora came to Xia City was him. You merely became a springboard. So you can blame him as much as you like, if that makes you feel better... That's also what she asked me to tell you. I'm simply relaying it faithfully."
Xi Wei let out a faint breath through her nose and mouth, then lowered her head. She seemed to be going through some complicated inner turmoil.
Zhang Yingying waited patiently for her response.
Xi Wei truly did not want to speak. What could she possibly say?
Was she supposed to say, "At least you people still have a shred of conscience"?
That would be far too stupid.
The smart answer, of course, would be, "I understand. I don't blame him." The problem was that there was still a knot