"..."
Listening to her daughter's rebuttal, Sakuragi Yuri continued to gently wave her folding fan, a smile on her face.
It was precisely this attitude, like a silent extinguisher, that extinguished the anger in Sakuragi Hitomi's face towards her mother powerlessly.
Thus, she just frowned, clutched her phone, and turned around preparing to leave.
"I'm going to find the President!"
"Do you really want to share Yan Huan with other girls, just keeping things unclear like this?"
"..."
However, the faint voice of her mother from behind made Sakuragi Hitomi's body suddenly freeze on the spot.
She turned her head blankly, only to see that her mother had turned completely expressionless, as if removing a disguise, revealing her true self.
"Or do you think the other girls are so selfless, willing to share Yan Huan with you?"
"..."
