Lin Dingding wasn't stupid. How could she possibly pick a fight with Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi? Even if there were conflicts, they would never be brought into the open. After all, Hao Shuwen's father was a leader. Though Lin Dingding's family was decent too, it still couldn't compare to Hao Shuwen's. With Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi on the same side, she naturally wouldn't clash with them.
When Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi returned to the dormitory, they had surely intended to expose Lin Dingding's ugly true face. Yet Lin Dingding said nothing at all, acting exactly as she always had, without showing anything out of the ordinary. It was like their punches had landed in cotton—like the Seven Injuries Fist, beating themselves up first, only to find no opponent when it came time to hit someone else...
Lin Dingding smiled at Hao Shuwen and Xiao Suizi. "Oh, right, Wang Yan. There's something I need to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"It's actually rather embarrassing. When you came back from your performance tour, didn't you hand out canned food to Liu Feng and the others? Liu Feng gave his can to me. That night, when I went back, I wanted to tease them, so I didn't say it was from Liu Feng. Later, their guesses got more and more ridiculous, so I simply said you'd given me the canned food.
"They started spreading rumors everywhere, saying things about the two of us, and it got out of control. I was too embarrassed to explain, so I could only keep letting the mistake stand. I'm really sorry to you—and even more sorry for Liu Feng's kindness."
She spoke cautiously, with a hint of pitifulness in her voice.
At those words, all the female soldiers at the table fell silent at once.