Translator: Yunyi
Song Jingwanâs lips twitched a little, âSong Yaoyao, youâre certainly greedyâ
Her original intention was to show off that she knew Luo Xinguang. Who knew Song Yaoyao would trick her and actually ask for 50 autographs!
âTskââ
Song Yaoyao looked at her sadly, âSo you canât do it?â
Song Yaoyao was born with a delicate and beautiful face. As she lowered her head to laugh, her face was so beautiful, she could make a person suffocate.
It was clearly a trap.
Song Jingwan clenched her hands that were hanging down her sides and her eyes darkened.
âItâs just a few autographs. Do you think I view celebrities like unattainable targets like you?â
The car stopped and Song Jingwan stepped out. âIâll get those autographs to you in a few days,â she said casually.
Song Yaoyao sat in the car and chuckled as the dim light in the car fell on her eyes; her gaze was completely calm.
...
Linan Experimental High School, Senior Class 3-3.
The daily flag-raising ceremony ended and the students returned to their classrooms.
Xu Yue was applying some lipstick when Meng Shuang poked her and asked, âXu Yue, were you telling the truth when you said Song Yaoyao had gone crazy last time?â
Her voice was loud and she had a strong curiosity.
Xu Yue rolled her eyes and glanced at the seat in the back row beside the window. It was empty. Curling her lips, she said, âOf course, canât you see that she didnât come to class? Since sheâs stupid, she would only drag our class down if she comes. Itâs better that sheâs not here!â
âIn that case, was it also true that she tried to kill her sister?â
âIf thatâs true, then her condition is quite serious. Shouldnât she be sent to the mental hospital? Now that you mention it...Iâve always felt a gloomy and creepy vibe from her. Itâs no surprise that she would do something like that,â the girl beside her said as she rubbed her arms and shivered.
âYes, she should be sent there. Compared to Jingwan, sheâs a nobody. How dare she covetââ At that moment, she was interrupted by a push and she glanced up to see who it was. âWhat the hell? I havenât finished!â
âHmmââ
A brisk and lively voice sounded above her head, âKeep going. I want to hear it too. Who am I coveting?â
Xu Yue lifted her head in fright and looked into a pair of curved twinkling eyes.
âSong Yaoyao! Have you lost your mind? How could you listen secretly behind me? Are you obsessed with eavesdropping?!â
Slam! Song Yaoyao slammed her hands on the desk and said intimidatingly, âHas it become a trend to hide oneâs guilt by blaming others?â
Everyone looked over as Xu Yueâs eyes darted. âWas I wrong? Youâre clearly a nobody! Compared to Jingwan, youâre not even worthy of carrying her shoes. How dare you cling to Huo Ningxi? Do you think youâre worthy of him?â
âIf Iâm not, then are you?â
Song Yaoyao spread her palms innocently and stopped arguing with her.
She stood in place, her long black hair draping down her back. The black suit jacket and pleated skirt on her body made her waist look particularly slim and her legs particularly long. She turned around and headed toward her seat. As her knee-length skirt swayed, Song Yaoyao suddenly remembered something and turned around. âBy the way, I remember your mother started off as a mistress, didnât she?â
âSong Yaoyao!â
Xu Yue slammed her hands on her desk and stood up to glare at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyaoâs misty eyes curved.
âI guess, the values taught by a mistress are beyond what us common folk can apprehend. Iâm afraid that even a horse canât catch up to your open-minded beliefs. Itâs certainly worthy of praise!â
Song Yaoyao spoke gently and her voice was slow and soft, but every single word struck Xu Yue accurately in the heart.