That evening, Li Shengxue came home after taking over Huo Wu's shift. Jiang Siming was just about to take a shower when she stopped him and questioned him with a coquettish pout.
"Honey, tell me—did you bully Huo Wu?"
It was obvious that Li Shengxue seemed a little angry.
This was the first time Jiang Siming had seen Shengxue get angry with him since they had gotten together. Could their relationship really be that good? He had only patted her butt twice. Surely it wasn't that serious.
Hadn't this girl even encouraged him to pursue Huo Wu last time? How had she changed so quickly?
"I didn't really bully her," Jiang Siming replied.
Li Shengxue said coquettishly, "You didn't really bully her? Then what would count as bullying? Huo Wu told me everything. She said you took off her clothes, and you did it in front of everyone."
Jiang Siming: "?????"
Blackie wore a bewildered expression.
"When did I take off her clothes?" Jiang Siming asked angrily.
"Huh? You didn't? Huo Wu told me that. She even cried when she told me, and looked so heartbroken that I believed her."
Li Shengxue's imposing attitude immediately weakened.
Jiang Siming said irritably, "That woman was putting on an act. She charged into my house first thing in the morning and questioned me about whether the ability I used on you last night was my first time using it. I said it was, but she didn't believe me and immediately attacked me. I grabbed her and patted her butt twice. No one even saw it happen, but she held a grudge and even kicked down our front door."
Jiang Siming felt terribly wronged—a grievance for the ages. That woman was too good at making things up, insisting that he had taken off her