Holy, dignified, mighty, and cold!
It made her fearful and awestruck. It made her even more… panicked.
How can this happen? How did this happen?
She was the most outstanding one. Ye Jian was obviously the worst one. She was the successful one. How did she become like this? How did she become like this…
A group of students marched past her. The white gloves on their hands flashed across Ye Ying's eyes like stinging light. She couldn't help but close her eyes. Her aura seemed to be carpeted with dust. It was cold, dark, and lifeless.
"Yingying, keep walking." Sun Dongqing saw that her daughter didn't move and urged her softly, "Everyone is looking at you. Move quickly."
Ye Ying opened her eyes. Her eyeballs moved slightly. She asked weakly, "Mom, why am I worse than her? I'm more outstanding than her. How did I become like this?"
