Huangfu Qian stood awkwardly at the doorway, her face felt as if it had been peeled off and slapped on the screen for people to stomp on.
Indeed, this wasn't just a slap in the face; it was a stomp.
The harsher and more self-righteous her earlier words were, the harder her face was being stomped by Qin Xin now.
Even the lackeys she brought from Class 1 were giving her strange looks.
So, at this moment, she absolutely couldn't admit this was her alt account—absolutely not!
Her lips twitched a few times, and she said sarcastically, "Who knows if it's not some ugly freak who hacked my account, setting this trap for me to fall into?"
Everyone: "..."
Thinking up such a lame excuse when backed into a corner, Huangfu Qian really had no shame.
Seeing that Qin Xin seemed to be looking down at the computer without refuting her, Huangfu Qian, thick-skinned and stiff-necked, felt more convinced that her excuse held water:
