Those videos are still playing. If her classmates see them, how will she have the face to continue studying?
For the sake of face, she had to stiffen her hair and bow her head.
"What do you want?"
I laughed. "Not much."
"I apologize to you, please turn off the video."
I just laughed. "Is this the tone of begging?"
"I don't understand what you mean. What have you done to me that you want to apologize to me?"
Mila bit her lip.
I was not in a hurry and stretched my neck lazily.
The knocking on the door was getting louder and louder, and a security guard even threatened to kick the door.
Mila was in a hurry and had to admit, "I shouldn't have said anything about your high school life online."
She knew how to avoid the important issues.
But I didn't ask any more questions.
After all, once the door was kicked open and everyone saw the video, it would be suspected of being spread, which was also illegal.
I decided to quit while I was ahead, so I shook off Mila’s hand, turned around, and turned off the video.
"You're the one who found this person, so go out and explain yourself now. I'm going to sleep now, so I won't see you off!"