Eight o'clock at night. Unit something, Building something, Room 901, Dongsheng Yuyuan Residential Area.
Dai Ying sat in front of her computer, scrolling through Xia Qing's Weibo. The more she read, the angrier she got. She had regretted slapping the woman a little. To be honest, she hadn't had time to think at all. When she saw that woman hit Li Xun, she'd instinctively swung her hand and slapped her.
Thinking about it afterward, what if Li Xun had wronged the woman? What if he had hurt her first, and she'd only come to confront him because of it? Dai Ying knew nothing about what had happened, yet she'd slapped the woman hard across the face. Had she gone too far?
She'd felt especially guilty after knocking Xia Qing's glasses and mask off. Xia Qing was a celebrity, after all. Would she have come to confront Li Xun for no reason? There had to be something going on between them! Hadn't Dai Ying been rash to get involved without knowing anything?
Then, that very evening, Xia Qing had actually come forward and told the whole story herself.
So Li Xun and Xia Qing really had been childhood sweethearts—only the childhood sweetheart had later turned into a scheming flirt!
Dai Ying opened the comments under Xia Qing's post. Most netizens were condemning her, but quite a few were actually defending her.
One comment in particular made Dai Ying absolutely furious.
"Why is everyone criticizing Xia Qing? Put yourselves in her shoes. She was already a hugely popular celebrity, while that guy was supposedly still delivering food. Even if they'd somehow gotten married, would he really have been happy? Wouldn't he have spent every day feeling insecure and inferior? In a way, Xia Qing ending things was kinder to them both. But