At night, Song Yaoyao didn't sleep well.
Her phone kept ringing.
She squirmed and hid her head under the pillow, but the noise still wouldn't let her go.
"Ah! So annoying!"
She raised her eyes and reached over drowsily.
"Hello?"
"Song Yaoyao! Why did you come? You did it on purpose, didn't you? You deliberately made things difficult for me. You knew I was going to be on a reality show, so you..."
"Who are you?"
In the dark bedroom, the young girl sat up on her knees with a head full of messy hair. Her body swayed back and forth, and her head looked like a chicken pecking at rice.
She had a confused gaze, and she looked very innocent.
Song Jingwan gritted her teeth. "Did you just ask me who I am? Stop pretending..."
Song Yaoyao felt that the voice on the phone was very noisy.
She fell onto her pillow with a thump and found the volume button.
Volume down, down, down...
