Zhao Qier
She'd only gotten angry later, when the girl wouldn't let it go and insisted on finding out the truth behind the plum blossom scent.
The old lady who came out afterward had pushed her straight out of the courtyard.
Everyone: ...
"You."
They shook their heads.
"Do you know what your behavior is called?"
"Trespassing."
"And that's against the law."
"Zhao Qier."
"Don't give me that cheeky grin."
"Do you understand?"
"Do you want a mark on your record?"
"Could you think things through just a little before acting?"
"Why do you have to be so stubborn?"
"The fact that they only chased you out of the courtyard was already lucky."
"Do you have to wait until the police take you to the police station next time before you regret it?"
"Before you learn to rein yourself in?"
The group took turns "scolding" the girl.
"All right, all right."
The girl immediately surrendered.
"I get it."
She was outnumbered.
Besides, she knew her friends were worried about her.
It was just...
Sometimes she couldn't control herself.
She was simply curious... She had a thirst for knowledge...
"What did you do after that?"
After they'd finished "scolding" the girl, someone remembered the original question.
"You didn't sneak back in, did you?"
"Had they left the door unlocked?"
After a "thief" had just been inside, a normal person would lock the doors, right...
"Smart."
The girl praised her friend.
"They locked it."
Everyone: ...
"You..."
"Did you climb over the wall?"
The girl who asked gave an incredulous little laugh.
How could she?
She didn't mean it was impossible for the girl to have thought of it.
She meant the girl didn't have the ability.
"Of course not."
The girl shook her head.
"That