Chapter 1981: Don't Make Things Worse

“Oh, I forgot, Miss Song is from the Capital City and isn’t familiar with where Rongcheng Police Station’s entrance is. I’ll send you the location.”

Nan Jiaojiao exited Song Yuan’s live stream, opened WeChat, sent the location, and even showed it to the camera, “Here’s where it is, can you find your way over?”

Chu Yao nuzzled her face against Nan Jiaojiao’s shoulder, “Baby, wasn’t her leg disabled? How’s she going to come?”

“Doesn’t the hospital have wheelchairs?”

Nan Jiaojiao casually said, then remembered she was facing millions of people, felt a little survival instinct, and quickly tapped Chu Yao twice, “Don’t say ‘disabled’! Who’s disabled! Insulting people shouldn’t be this degrading! Quickly apologize!”

“Oh.”

Chu Yao moved her head, rested her chin on Nan Jiaojiao’s shoulder, and looked directly at the camera: “Sorry.”

Everyone…

No sincerity at all.

But why does this “sorry” seem more genuine than Song Yuan’s?

What kind of filter is this, making it so thick?

“But baby, her phone has signal, didn’t you imprison her? You were so good that you blocked the signal in the hospital room, how can she live stream?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, “Maybe she unlocked it herself.”

Chu Yao was surprised, “You really put a signal jammer there?”

“As if! I stayed there for two days playing games, not connecting to the hospital’s wifi, using my own data. Would I be that dumb!”

Chu Yao laughed twice, then pinched her voice in a deliberately sweet tone, pretending to be innocent and naive, and asked: “It’s so weird, as soon as she starts live streaming, she’s crying and saying she’s your friend, that everyone’s misunderstood you, and hasn’t clarified anything for over half an hour, but you two have WeChat. She’s so worried about you in the live stream, why hasn’t she sent you any messages?”

Nan Jiaojiao bluntly said, “Oh, I’m not familiar with her.”

“How come you’re not familiar?”

Nan Jiaojiao put her and Song Yuan’s conversation from her chat window in front of the camera, “This is not familiar.”

No chat history, just one message, which was the location she just sent.

“Well, maybe you are familiar with each other, had endless talks in the production team, were together every day, so no need for private messages.”

“Wasn’t I bullying her in the production team? She kindly tried to talk to me, but I gave her the cold shoulder. She offered me pastries and I wouldn’t even take them, so how would we have endless conversations? Did you even watch those videos online?”

“Ah, you’re right~”

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t stand Chu Yao’s pretentiousness, she shivered a bit, “Can you act normal?”

“Okay then,” Chu Yao pinched Nan Jiaojiao’s cheek, pinched it twice, then started kneading, smiling ambiguously and suggestively, “I’ll listen to my baby.”

The back-and-forth between the two is like putting all the blame on Nan Jiaojiao, but the exposed candid videos and photos online, along with the unjust criticism pinned on her, when spoken from her own mouth, is both sarcastic and ironic.

Song Yuan became increasingly uneasy, forgot to cry, and couldn’t laugh, with her mouth tense, she softly said, “Jiaojiao, I’ve explained it’s a misunderstanding, the purpose of this live stream is to clear things up about you. How can you say that, it’ll just deepen the misunderstanding.”

She forced a smile, “Let me handle it, please don’t make things worse, okay?”

“Is Miss Song speaking smoothly now? Not stammering? Not crying anymore?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave a cold laugh, and Song Yuan felt like her head was about to explode.