"Of course your fiancé will speak for you." Fang Manxue appeared to be especially fearless and open. "As for Zhu Xi, go ahead and call her. I didn't do anything wrong. There's nothing for me to fear."
Zhu Xi belonged to Class One. Moreover, she stayed in the old dormitory which was rather far from here.
Fang Xinxin rarely came to school. Fang Manxue was certain that Fang Xinxin did not have her phone number. She responded in such a bold manner and assumed that she had already won, at least for now.
As for later, if Fang Xinxin really planned to look for Zhu Xi's phone number, she could bribe the person first.
From an outsider's perspective, Manxue's attitude seemed to clearly indicate that she had a clear conscience. A trusting expression immediately appeared on Lou Yuna and Wu Jiatong's faces.
"Second sister, I suppose when you're on death's door, nothing will frighten you." Fang Xinxin understood Fang Manxue's methods very well.
