Tiffany pouted. “Didn’t you provoke me first? How am I supposed to remember your parents were there? It was an honest mistake... I’m sorry, is that alright? I feel embarrassed as well because both your parents saw me. My heart’s still racing so fast it feels like it’s about to jump out. I’m the one who’s the most embarrassed, alright? Do you think they’ll think that I’m rude? I didn’t notice anyone else by the entrance. It was just us.”
Jackson was not actually angry because he knew that Tiffany was a simpleton and did not think before she acted. “Enough, there’s no need to explain any further. You’d only be digging a hole for yourself if you do. I’ve never been slapped in the... Forget it, it’s not like you haven’t been doing it at home anyway. My parents already know what you’re like from the beginning, and it’s engraved in their memory. Relax, that fact will never change.”
Tiffany curiously asked, “What sort of person am I to them?”
Jackson’s lips curved into a sly grin. “A hyperactive simpleton.” His answer, naturally, invited a round of beating from Tiffany.
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