"Is this guy trying to fake an accident?"
"He clearly wasn't watching where he was going and ran into someone. The person he hit hasn't even said anything, but he's already accusing them like he's in the right?"
"I think there's something wrong with his head."
"And he's acting like we're the ones in the wrong for insulting him."
"Did we insult him?"
"We didn't insult him at all!"
"Who does he think he is?"
"What an inflated ego."
Song Chuxia furrowed her brows.
What was going on?
She looked at Qian Cheng.
The Qian Cheng she remembered had always been easygoing.
Though he could be stubborn.
But before things between them had reached this point, when she still had no idea how to resolve their situation, the Qian Cheng she knew had been a good student.
A bit of a bookworm.
He definitely wasn't the type to argue with people.
In fact, until he said those things to her, she'd always thought Qian Cheng simply didn't know how to argue.
But now...
Watching Qian Cheng's grim face in the middle of the crowd, Song Chuxia felt confused.
People changed. She knew that...
Wait.
The things she'd just heard echoed in her mind.
"...And he's acting like we're the ones in the wrong for insulting him."
"Did we insult him?"
"We didn't insult him at all!"
Wasn't this just like her situation?!
Song Chuxia realized what had been bothering her.
She was in the same position!
She hadn't insulted Qian Cheng at all.
But Qian Cheng seemed convinced that she had.
She could barely stop herself from wondering: was this really how Qian Cheng saw her?
A shrew?
Someone who insulted people and then denied it?
Someone who turned the tables and blamed others?
With every thought