"Song Yaoyao! Stop right there..."
Song Jingwan glared at Song Yaoyao's back and yelled at her fiercely.
"What?"
The girl's long ponytail swayed. She pouted her lips and turned around, looking down condescendingly from the top of the stairs. "Do you want to endure another beating?"
Song Yaoyao rubbed her wrists as she grinned.
"You..." Song Jingwan said with hatred.
However, she swallowed the rest of her words under Song Yaoyao's threats.
Meanwhile, An Feiran watched as Song Yaoyao left and nodded politely at Song Jingwan before he turned to follow her.
"An Feiran!"
Song Jingwan rubbed her cheeks and stood up. There were still tears in her eyes and she looked pitiful.
"Do you like Song Yaoyao?"
