Chapter 224
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Feiran, save me.
Song Jingwan sneered as she gasped in pain. "Ha … when you say that, do you want to take a look at what you're doing?"
Her bones were about to be crushed! Only the heavens knew how much power was hidden in Song Yaoyao's seemingly weak and harmless body!
"I'm different from you." Song Yaoyao blinked and said confidently, "As long as I don't have morals, you can't hold me hostage! So, if I want to hit someone, I will. "
"You —"
Song Jingwan endured the pain with cold sweat on his forehead. He suddenly turned around and grabbed Song Yaoyao's hair without caring about his image.
"I can't be fooled by you for nothing! Either you give me back the two hundred thousand, or- Oh! "
Song Yaoyao frowned in annoyance and easily grabbed Song Jingwan's soft long hair. With a kick, Song Jingwan uncontrollably knelt down in front of Song Yaoyao.
The girl had a high ponytail, revealing her smooth and full forehead.
Her face was delicate and beautiful, and her lips were glowing with a rosy luster. His eyebrows and lips were filled with an overbearing aura, making him look like a complete villain.
On the other hand, Song Jingwan was kneeling in front of her. Those who didn't know what was going on would definitely think that Song Jingwan was being bullied in school.
"You only have this role and nothing else."
Song Yaoyao looked down at her condescendingly. During this period of time, she seemed to have grown up a little. There was more color between her eyebrows. When her face darkened, the childishness that she carried instantly disappeared.
"I'll say it again. I've done what I promised you. There's only this role, whether you want it or not. As for the second female lead … "Her lips curved upwards." If you have the ability to fight for it, then go ahead. Don't worry, I, Song Yaoyao, do things in an open and aboveboard manner. I will definitely not obstruct you! "
The winter sun shone through the window outside the stairwell and danced above the girl's head. That little face was like a rose in the morning, budding. The sweet smile on her lips and eyes seemed to be able to fill the air with a refreshing fragrance.
But her actions were simple and crude.
His temperament was extremely complex, yet strangely fused together.
Sweet, beautiful, bad and wild.
"Yaoyao, the test papers are here. Do you want to mark them personally or —"
The gentle and smiling voice came to an abrupt halt.
An Feiran stood at the top of the stairs and looked at the narrow corner of the stairs.
"Feiran!"
Song Jingwan looked up with tears in her eyes. Her stiff back softened and her hands fell down. She no longer struggled.
The girl's delicate face was now full of tears, her eyelashes were wet, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her look even more delicate and pitiful. She was kneeling at the feet of another girl. Her clothes were in a mess, and her long black hair was being pulled without mercy.
Anyone who saw her would feel pity for her.
What if this person was the person he used to like?
"Feiran, save me!" Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Jingwan cursed in her heart, and her tears flowed even more fiercely. She stuttered as she reached out her hand to An Feiran. Choking with sobs, she said, "I just wanted to care about Yaoyao … but I didn't expect that she would never treat me as an older sister …"
Song Yaoyao licked her lips and turned her head away. There was no surprise or panic on her face.
"I'll mark the test papers myself. What about the others? Did they cause any trouble? "
"Feiran!"
Song Jingwan froze for a moment. She didn't expect that the guy who used to like her so much … Now that he saw her being bullied, he actually learned to be indifferent!
(End of Chapter)
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