C172 I don't want to be in the same state of mind

Wen Zhizhi sat in the large box. Although she had Meng Qingyang's concern and his mother's pitying gaze on her from the side, she still felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles.

The gazes of the others here were both open and secret, unrecognizable and probing. The surrounding people's seemingly indistinct inquiries made Wen Zhizhi feel that she was not used to it