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Sihwa was in a bad mood. She had wanted to scold [Watermelon], but the person had left immediately and didn't give her the chance to.

In the blink of an eye, her number of followers dropped a few from 3177. Several frequent visitors also canceled their subscription and exited the live broadcast room.

”The live broadcast will end here today! I'm not broadcasting anymore!” Sihwa was in a really bad mood. She turned off the live app in anger and didn't even greet her fans.

Sihwa played around with her phone, but it was the first time that she thought that it was quite boring. ”How awful! Saying a lot of things that don't make sense only affects my mood!”

She changed a few positions to play with her phone, trying to find the fun of playing with her phone that she had before, but she was unable to concentrate. She recalled what that person said and compared it to her own situation––she wanted to prove that the person was wrong. However, the more she compared, the more it seemed to prove that the person was right.

”Wu...” She placed the phone aside. Her arms folded over the edge of the bathtub and she rested her head on them weakly, feeling very terrible.

”Sihwa, are you not feeling well?” She heard the voice and looked up to see Old Time Tea's brass-colored eyes staring at her.

”That's not it…” she said, sitting up straight. She pursed her lips and glanced over at Old Time Tea. ”Old Time Tea, what are you doing up here?”

Old Time Tea rarely came back upstairs after going downstairs every morning. ”Oh, this old one has had a lot of water, so I need the toilet. I heard your voice from the hallway and wondered if you were not feeling well, so I came over to visit,” Old Time Tea explained. ”Since you're fine, this old one shall head back downstairs.”

Sihwa was indeed feeling unwell, but it wasn't her body. Instead, it was her heart. She really wanted to speak to someone, or else there was no place for her to vent her frustration and anger. She was about to explode from holding it all in.

”Old Time Tea, wait up!” she called after it. Sihwa had wanted to speak with Fina, but Fina came up at random times and she just couldn't hold it in any longer.

Old Time Tea turned around. ”Is there anything else?”

When the words came to her lips, Sihwa hesitated again. She nervously peeked at Old Time Tea's face and asked, ”I have a few questions that I would like to ask you, but you can't tell the others about my problems––especially that cheapskate Zhang Zian. Otherwise, he would definitely laugh at me…”

”Oh, rest assured––this old one's mouth is sealed.” Old Time Tea laughed.

”You said it yourself. You have to keep your words!” Sihwa worriedly confirmed again.

Old Time Tea stopped smiling and said seriously, ”This old one will never go back on my words, nor will it be taken back. Sihwa, if you don't believe in this old one, it's fine if you don't say anything.”

Having said that, Old Time Tea turned to leave.

”Hold up! I believe you! Why would you leave so early? Not like you're going on a holiday!” Sihwa quickly stopped Old Time Tea. After some hesitation, she brought up her courage and whispered, ”That… Fina always scolds me that I'm an idiot. Am I really stupid? It's okay to tell me the truth!”

Although that was what she said, she stared at Old Time Tea with an anxious look, as if to say, ”Comfort me even if it's a little. It doesn't matter if you're not telling the truth.”

Old Time Tea didn't seem to notice the look in her eyes and asked her, ”Why are you asking such questions?”

Sihwa briefly explained what happened earlier. ”Old Time Tea, they all say that you're well-informed, so tell me––was that person right?”