Chapter 33

Yang Xuhe had not expected things to spiral so far out of control, and he felt a twinge of embarrassment. Anyone could see that Xu Xin had done it on purpose; otherwise, why would she be acting so guilty? Blocking the pair as they turned to leave, he flashed his signature dimples. "You're joking, Junior. We're all just trying to bring glory to our department." He reached out to pat her shoulder in a comforting gesture, but Liu Yiyi dodged away. In her eyes, Yang Xuhe was a two-faced hypocrite—keep up an act that long and you're bound to get tired. Pulling back his hand, Yang Xuhe said to her, "Look, Yiyi, I'll have someone else do your makeup." An Yan seized the moment to chime in. "Juniors, just think of this as doing a favor for your department. I apologize to you on Xu Xin's behalf. We're all in the same department, and the Dean thinks very highly of both of you." He thought that simply mentioning the Dean would be enough to shrink a major crisis into nothing and make a minor issue vanish altogether. How naive he was.