"I really had no choice. If I had another way, I wouldn't have thought about stealing the things you prepared for Baozi," Zhang Mengdi said, as a last resort. Since she already had a falling out with the people from Room 305, if she could earn their sympathy now, there might just be an earth-shattering change.
"I had bad intentions that morning, but I regretted them, so I returned the item at that time," Zhang Mengdi said, her head lowered, choking up. "I'm sorry, I'm a bad person and was afraid you'd despise me, so I didn't admit it."
Zhang Mengdi spoke sincerely, and Yu Cuiyu felt a bit of compassion stirring in her. After all, her own daughter was frail, and she could deeply relate.
"You should speak truthfully; we're all classmates. If you encounter real difficulties, we're committed to helping as much as we can. What you did by engaging in theft is wrong, and you must not repeat it," said Yu Cuiyu, and then invited her into the dormitory.
