Since Song Wenchuan didn't understand what the girls were talking about, as a foreigner, it was even harder for Nolan to understand.
But it didn't stop him from admiring the lively and lovable girls.
"No."
Song Wenchuan sneered; he was clearly in a bad mood.
He started moving his wheelchair. "In this world, my sister is the cutest."
Everyone else was nothing compared to her!
An Ruoyao who had just finished getting changed walked out and saw the familiar figure. She furrowed her brows. "Strange...is that Song Wenchuan?"
But why did Song Wenchuan come here without notifying Song Jingwan?
...
Zhou Manli felt like she had encountered a stroke of bad luck.
But how bad was it exactly? She could drink water and choke on it; walk on flat ground and have her brand new heels snap beneath her. When she took her shoes back to the store to examine it, they insisted there was nothing wrong with it.
