Xue Yaoyao fell into utter shock after she saw his answer.
Guessing it was one thing. It being confirmed was another.
She suddenly thought that, on that day, In the face of the media, the young man seemed to be wearing golden armor. His eyes had been bright as he said, "For I believe that justice might come late, but it will never be absent."
So this was the truth.
And the truth has always been like this…
Xue Yaoyao's eyes were red, and she covered her mouth, wanting to cry not out of sorrow, but out of happiness.
She was poor and ugly, and she was also pretty chubby.
She was severely bullied at school.
Some of the bullying wasn't physical, and some of it was simply derisive looks shooting in from all directions. Some of it was low mocking laughter, but they crushed her heart all the same.
Xue Yaoyao was really thankful to have met someone like Fu Jiu.
