Ouyang Shuangshuang lowered her head and said, "S… Sorry."
"Why are you apologizing?" Xia Ling raised her eyebrow and said.
Ouyang Shuangshuang was very uneasy. "Miss Ling, I know that you don't get along with Xia Yu. I shouldn't imitate someone you don't like. I… I just… think that I am very ordinary and I have to work very hard before I can achieve some results. Xia Yu also seems to be the same. Her vocal ability is similar to mine. That's why I feel that imitating her is a shortcut I can take. I'm sorry!"
She bowed her head low.
Xia Ling was a little startled and did not think that something casual she said would lead to such a response.
She couldn't help but laugh. "I have no intentions of reprimanding you. You copying her and me disliking her are two separate matters. If copying her can help you improve, even if I have deep-seated hatred towards her, I won't be mad at you because of her."