Although he didn't say anything, the anger in Zhou Yang's heart quietly disappeared.

An indescribable throbbing surged in my heart again.

He looked away helplessly, and a thin layer of red spread behind his ears.

He coughed lightly against his lips unnaturally, but when he opened his mouth, his tone changed.

"Why, I'm afraid it hits you right in the heart?"

"Zhou Yang, there's no need to go to such great lengths to embarrass him. To me, he's just an ordinary friend..."

Although Shu Miao didn't really want to discuss this topic with him in depth, but thinking of the purpose of today, she still suppressed her awkwardness and gave an explanation.

After hearing her explanation, Zhou Yang was stunned at first, and then a burst of wild joy filled his heart.

He turned his head and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

"Really?" His eyes suddenly turned red.

Shu Miao was stunned by his reaction. Before she could respond, she saw the corners of his mouth raised high, sweeping away the previous grievances and smiling.

But the words of accusation came out of his mouth, "Then why do you treat him so well?"

This question shocked her so much that she didn't know which question to answer first.

When she recovered, she felt something was wrong when the words came to her lips, and finally she could only utter one sentence inexplicably,

"When have I been nice to him?"

"You still say no? Not only did you pave the way for someone's career, but you also helped him when he faced difficulties without asking for anything in return."

When he got angry, he dragged his chair closer, his eyes accusing him.

"I saw this with my own eyes. Are you still trying to make excuses?"