What's below…
After Fu Qian finished speaking, Michelle remained silent for quite some time.
"I think you must be insane—"
After a long while, she finally adjusted her posture and squeezed out a sentence.
"Just this?"
Unfortunately, she was interrupted by Fu Qian's sigh before she could finish.
"Is this beyond your level? Maybe we should find someone else to talk to."
"It's fine, I don't mind listening to your insane ramblings for a bit longer."
Despite the visible emotional turbulence, driven by her pride, Michelle ultimately gritted her teeth and decided to continue subjecting herself to the mental contamination.
"Insane ramblings… I like that term, hehehe!"
In response to her persistence, Fu Qian's face was full of scorn, ending with a string of malicious snickering.
"Isn't it said that happiness is the most contagious? The whole atmosphere has suddenly changed."
