Zhou Ya was almost coaxing Ye Yingying, "I know you and I are actually the same kind of people. Human nature is selfish. Although your mother married into the Ye family, do you really think that marrying into the Ye family will give you access to high society? Don't be ridiculous. Who would really take you seriously? Do you really think you can compare to Ye Zhiwei now? If you could compare to Ye Zhiwei, would Cheng Zhiming still be looking for you? The fact that he came to you only proves that you are nothing special in the Ye family."

Ye Yingying didn't say anything.

Zhou Ya continued, "Let me analyze this for you. Why doesn't anyone take you seriously? It's because the Ye family already has a young lady. I heard that everyone in Ye Zhiwei's family dotes on her and loves her very much. That's to be expected, since she's the only daughter in the Ye family. Everyone's attention will only be on Ye Zhiwei. The better Ye Zhiwei is, the more likable she will be. They'll just think that you're a burden your mother brought into the Ye family, and that you must have ambitions and want to bully Ye Zhiwei. They can't see your good qualities because someone is blocking you."

Seeing Ye Yingying's expression soften slightly, Zhou Ya smiled and said, "Listen, how will Ye Zhiwei be dethroned? As long as Ye Zhiwei is involved in this matter, just do as I say, provoke Cheng Zhiming to touch Ye Zhiwei. Then you just need to pitifully call for help, anyone will do. When everyone sees Ye Zhiwei and Cheng Zhiming entangled, what they actually did won't matter anymore, because from then on, no matter how good Ye Zhiwei is, she won't be...clean enough for people in their circle..."

Ye Yingying couldn't stand it anymore and blurted out, "I think you've gone crazy."

"I'm crazy! I'm crazy? Ye Yingying, do you think you're some kind of saint? Do you think I don't know what happened to you before? I know all the girls in your junior high class. They all look easy to bully, but you're not someone to mess with. You must be very happy and proud because your mother married into the Ye family, right? You've finally gotten this far, and you're willing to give it up?" Zhou Ya said emotionally, "What's so good about Ye Zhiwei? It's one thing for guys to swarm around her like flies because she's pretty, but you guys actually like her too. Isn't she just relying on her family's money? What's so good about her? Is she pretty...? There are plenty of people prettier than her, but none of them are as lucky as her!"

"I have nothing more to say to you..."

"Oh, you don't want my help anymore? Didn't you threaten Zheng Biwei to help you before?"

Ye Yingying calmed down and composed herself. She smiled at Zhou Ya and asked, "Zhou Ya, it seems you really dislike Sister Zhiwei?"

Zhou Ya's expression changed upon hearing this. "Sister Zhiwei? Ye Yingying, do you really think Ye Zhiwei treats you like a younger sister? She looks down on you at all! Don't act like you and Ye Zhiwei have a great relationship—"

"Oh? Zhou Ya, are you jealous that I'm close to Sister Zhiwei? That's strange. You're cursing people on one hand, but jealous of my relationship with Sister Zhiwei on the other. You look down on Sister Zhiwei on one hand, but you imitate her on the other?"

These words exposed Zhou Ya's hidden feelings of shame, and Zhou Ya finally couldn't help but want to shut Ye Yingying up. She wanted to slap Ye Yingying.

Although Ye Yingying looks delicate and frail, like a willow branch that would break in the wind, she is surprisingly strong at this moment. She directly holds down Zhou Ya's hand that is about to slap her, and continues with a smile: "No matter how you imitate, you can't quite get it right, because my face is so beautiful, while yours is as ordinary as can be. You try to imitate my clothes and buy a bunch of high-quality imitations, but you still don't look like me at all. Now you just want to use such dirty tricks to drag me down, so that you can feel a little better and comfort yourself that Ye Zhiwei is nothing special?"

"you!"

Ye Yingying's gaze darkened, and she continued, "I can handle this kind of teacher myself. There's no need to trouble Sister Zhiwei. I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my relationship with Sister Zhiwei is much better than you think."

Ye Yingying spoke in a gentle voice, but for some reason, it sent a chill down Zhou Ya's spine.

She vaguely felt that this Ye Yingying was not quite the same as she had imagined.