After the exams ended, everyone's tension did not get much relief.
They still didn't know their results nor whether they would surpass the first class. No one was certain.
"Yaoyao, see you in two days!"
"Big Bro, see you in two days!"
Song Yaoyao waved at them and turned to board her car.
"That damn f*cking b*tch!"
An Ruoyao looked at Song Yaoyao coldly as she climbed into the car and cursed between gritted teeth. The slap marks on her face had disappeared, but the humiliation was deeply imprinted in her heart.
She lifted her feet and started walking toward the car that was there to pick her up.
"Ruoyao..."
Song Jingwan pursed her lips and stopped her sadly, "Are you blaming me as well now? You don't want to be friends anymore?"
In the past few days, An Ruoyao did not show any obvious changes on the surface, but her indifference had grown. She was no longer as warm toward Song Jingwan.
