Qingchi shouted unwillingly, "Whose side are you on, anyway? You're even speaking for them. Wan Qiu, aren't my actions all for your own good?"
Wan Qiu's face showed a trace of awkwardness. "Qingchi! I know you're doing it for my benefit, but since things can be resolved nicely now, isn't it better for us to be magnanimous?"
Seeing the situation heading in a positive direction, she truly didn't want to complicate matters unnecessarily.
At the moment, nothing was more important to her than dealing with the acne on her face. Temporarily keeping the peace was just a stopgap measure. If they failed to heal her face in the end—
She wouldn't let it go easily.
Qingchi, unaware of her thoughts, angrily shook off her hand. "Fine! After all this, I end up being the villain instead. In that case, do whatever you want. I won't say any more. Just hope you won't regret it later!"
She stomped over to the sofa in the lounge area and sat down angrily, refusing to insist further.
