"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?
