"Song Yaoyao!"
Song Jingwan chased after Song Yaoyao and called her back.
"Huh? Why are you calling me, Sis?" Song Yaoyao spun the fountain pen between her fingers as she tilted her head and blinked innocently.
"You're still acting?" Song Jingwan asked between gritted teeth. "How do you have medical knowledge? Who taught you?!"
She had already stolen all the attention from Song Yaoyao and tread all over her, why did she still appear in front of her as an eyesore?
It seemed, she hadn't done enough...
As she looked into Song Jingwan's hostile eyes, Song Yaoyao's smile increased.
"If I told you I was born with it, would you believe me?"
The fountain pen spun so swiftly around her fingers, they almost released sparks. Her fingers were slender and fair like jade.
"Yes..." Song Jingwan laughed in anger, "...Yes, my a*s! Who the hell are you?"
