"What the hell is this?"
Looking at Zhang Weiyu's face, twisted with pain, everyone wore somewhat stunned expressions.
It felt as if his head was about to split apart.
It was clearly a simple matter, so why did it suddenly feel so complicated now?
Who exactly was the pervert, and who was the person who had taken care of her?
"Please, I'm begging you. Please believe me..."
Under the doubtful yet strange gazes around him, Zhang Weiyu clutched his head in agony.
His voice was filled with despair and helplessness. "It's true. What I said is true. I don't know why Weiwei said that, but I really didn't do any of those things she mentioned. Looking up girls' skirts? How could I possibly do something so shameless? I..."
"I've never even gone into the women's restroom..."
"..."
No one around him answered for a moment. Their expressions only grew more confused.
Zhang Weiyu didn't look like he was lying.
Even if some people were good at pretending, they probably couldn't fake it to this extent.
But because the whole thing was so bizarre, it gave everyone a strange sense of dissonance, and for a moment, no one knew what to say.
As they looked at one another, Little Meng, who still had a wad of paper stuffed up his nostril, felt somewhat sorry for him and gently patted Zhang Weiyu on the shoulder.
"To be honest, I believe him about this."
He looked up at Lu Xin and the others. "He only attended high school for half a year before dropping out. They hadn't changed to the new uniforms yet back then, so everyone wore trousers, boys and girls alike. Even if he wanted to look, he couldn't have seen anything. Besides, he left a camera behind that time