Gu Ningyi's voice was low, his tone quite sharp, especially when using clean words like "flirtatious," who knows if he did it on purpose, but his diction was particularly clear.
Dong Xin Yan felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this. When was she ever unclean? When was she ever flirtatious?
But now, no matter how uncomfortable she felt or how much she wanted to retort, she could only forcibly restrain herself. She took a deep breath, then put on a forced smile and nodded, "Mm, I've got it."
She endured it; she'd endured those long years back then, couldn't she endure these three months? Oh no... only two and a half months left now.
