Bang—
Song Jingwan stood up abruptly. She was so upset that she even flipped over her chair.
She pursed her lips. She knew that she shouldn't have done this, but she couldn't help herself.
Song Wenchuan glanced up at Song Jingwan's back and asked, "How much?"
"She's super awesome!" Song Weiwei's tone was exaggerated and filled with admiration as she said, "She was the top student in the college entrance examination! She's got the top score in every subject. Oh my god, how did she do it? She must be a genius!"
"You mean—"
Song Wenchuan instantly laughed. His eyes lit up. "Yaoyao did so well in the exam?"
He suddenly stood up. "I don't know what she likes. I have to prepare a gift for her..."
When Song Wenchuan left, the smile on Song Weiwei's face faded. It was not as exaggerated as before.
She quietly finished the congee in her bowl and felt someone walking to her side.
