After Ding Sihan prepared the paints for today, she also stepped onto Lin Li's desk and climbed the storage cabinet, deliberately stomping a couple of extra times, very petty.
"Xiaodingding, have you been dieting recently? You seem skinnier." Lin Li wiped the dust off the desk with a cloth and looked up at Ding Sihan.
"I don't know, haven't measured, am I skinnier?" Ding Sihan crossed her arms, sneering at Lin Li.
Now you want to say nice things and ask for my forgiveness?
Where were you earlier?
But Ding Sihan also knew that Lin Li's compliments held weight, having heard it several times from Ying Bao. If Lin Li's flattery was good enough, forgiving him wasn't impossible.
"Yes, I can clearly feel you've lost weight." Lin Li nodded: "Your heart has become narrow, lost a lot."
Ding Sihan: "..."
The sneer froze on her face.
So... was he not even asking for my forgiveness?
"Lin, Li."
