"Hmph." Qian Xiaoke harrumphed coldly. "Of course!"
Fang Manxue then turned to look at the other girls. "I was in the wrong previously. Because of me, you guys… flattered the wrong person. I also wish to be Bai Qinghao's fiancée. Unfortunately, I couldn't. If you guys don't mind, we can continue being friends."
These girls had come intending to pick a fight with Fang Manxue and vent their anger by beating her up.
But they saw the way she held her crutches and apologised.
As the wise man says, you should never hurt someone who has admitted to their mistakes. Furthermore, this person was still injured.
Qian Xiaohe and the others reached into their pockets and brought a few pieces of paper out. They crushed them into paper balls and tossed them at Fang Manxue's face. "Who would want to be friends with a whore like you? Here's your rotten signature, you can have it back!"
