Chapter 2
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"Yaoyao? Are you okay? "Song Jingwan looked at Song Yaoyao's beautiful face, and a trace of jealousy flashed across her eyes. She held Song Yaoyao's hand and asked softly.
Song Yaoyao caught the light in Song Jingwan's eyes, and her lips curled imperceptibly. But soon, her expression changed, and she grabbed Song Jingwan's hand and refused to let go.
She whispered with tears in her eyes, "I'm not okay. I'm freezing to death. Sister, can you accompany me to change?"
The tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were misty as she begged softly.
Song Jingwan could sense that more and more people were looking at her. She smiled and gently tucked Song Yaoyao's loose hair behind her ear. "Of course, I wouldn't feel at ease letting you go back alone if you didn't tell me!"
As she spoke, she helped Song Yaoyao up and turned to apologize to everyone. "I'm sorry, let's call it a night. Yaoyao is in such a situation, so I have to go back and accompany her. "
Song Jingwan was the most valued daughter of the Song family and the top socialite in Feng City. Everyone had to give her face.
The party ended with Song Yaoyao falling into the water.
The two sisters gradually disappeared into the distance, but the praises of the people around them could still be heard.
"Miss Song has such a good personality. She's beautiful and gentle!"
"She's also good to her sister. It's a pity that Song Yaoyao isn't a good person."
"Yes, Jingwan and Huo Shao are clearly a match made in heaven!"
Amidst the praises, someone sneered, "Hypocrite," and turned to leave.
..
Back in the room.
After Song Yaoyao finished showering, she stood in front of the mirror and curved her eyes at her reflection. With a smile, she said, "Sis, I forgot to bring my clothes in. Can you help me?"
She was no different from the Song Yaoyao of the past. She trusted her sister so much.
But what did her sister do?
Song Jingwan frowned impatiently, but she was still patient. She took some clothes from the wardrobe and went into the bathroom.
She did not expect to see Song Yaoyao in the bathroom. She was stunned. "Yaoyao?"
Song Yaoyao, who was standing behind her, replied sweetly, "Yes, I'm here."
After saying that, he suddenly grabbed Song Jingwan's long hair and pushed her head into the bathtub that was already filled with water.
"Oh! Sob, sob, sob, sob, sob, sob, sob, sob — — "
Song Jingwan was caught off guard, and the water flowed into her nose. She began to struggle violently, but the hand that was gripping her hair was extremely strong, as if it wanted to tear her scalp off!
Her breathing was deprived little by little, and the feeling of suffocation made Song Jingwan more and more desperate.
She desperately wanted to grab Song Yaoyao's hand, but she couldn't grab anything.
Just as she was about to lose consciousness, the person who was grabbing her hair seemed to finally be willing to let her live and pulled her head out of the bathtub.
"Phew –"
Song Jingwan's eyes were unfocused. She only had time to take a breath of air, and before she could recover, she was pushed back into the bathtub again.
Once, twice, thrice..
The person behind her was like a devil. Her delicate and beautiful face was smiling, and her dimples were deep. She looked down carelessly and watched Song Jingwan wander on the verge of death in despair.
Her curly eyelashes cast an arc of light on her lower eyelids. It made her look even more exquisite, like a doll in a display window.
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