"Perhaps in their eyes, I am a freak..."
"A pervert who likes to draw weird things..."
An Wanhe spoke calmly, no longer showing the breakdown she had when she was confiding in him.
But this makes her even more pitiful...
Song Xitong gritted her teeth and took her hand: "Come on, let's go find Zhao Mingmeng! She owes you an apology!"
"never mind……"
"Um... Jia Ning should go back and rest, right..." Wan He broke free from her, picked up the drawing paper on the ground, and changed the subject.
"Hmm..." Song Xitong nodded, feeling a pang of pity as she looked at her disappointed eyes.
"Don't overthink it, Jia Ning is still sick..."
"No." She had already anticipated that Mingmeng might distance herself from her when she first appeared…
But now I still have Xi Tong with me... How can I be so greedy as to ask them all to stay?
"Wanhe!"
Xi Tong called her softly, took a strange-flavored candy out of her pocket, and handed it to her: "Want to try it?"
"Oh..." An Wanhe didn't think much of it, assuming she was comforting her, and put the candy in her mouth.
It started off very sweet... and then...
"It's sour!" Her expression twitched slightly, but she was too embarrassed to spit it out.
Xi Tong shook her head and put one in her mouth as well: "Is it hard to eat?"
"At first I couldn't get used to it, but I got used to it over time."
An Wanhe chewed the candy and swallowed it. Looking at her somewhat downcast expression, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Judging from my surname, you should know I'm from the Song family, right? The last of the top ten conglomerates." Xi Tong rubbed her hair, staring blankly out the window at the scenery.
"Song Qiqi is my cousin, a former member of the [Tianxing] girl group... She's like this weird-flavored candy, sweet on the outside, but intensely sour inside..."
“I admire her so much. She’s always been outstanding since she was a child… but that lousy school ruined her!”
Her eyes welled up with tears as she spoke:
"If she hadn't kept everything bottled up inside, if she had been willing to speak up and trust us... perhaps she would be sitting on the mentor's panel today..."
“Xi Tong…” Wan He took out a tissue, but the other person waved her hand: “I’m fine…”
She then wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, looking intently at her:
"Wanhe, please trust Jia Ning... Although I haven't known her for very long, I know she's not the kind of person who would dislike a friend over a trivial matter!"
This kind of talk about "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao" stunned An Wanhe.
For some reason, she nodded subconsciously.
It's as if her words have a kind of magic, making it easy for people to believe her.
"Let's go then, let's go find Zhao Mingmeng!"
"ah?"
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On the other side, Yu Jianing was boredly squeezing a ball of jelly. "I haven't even started yet, how come I'm already dizzy?"
Their mental resilience is too poor, isn't it?
System: "This has nothing to do with your psychological resilience..."
"What era are we living in? You're acting like you're seriously ill, subjecting an 18 or 19-year-old girl to medieval torture? Anyone would faint if that happened to them!"
"Um…"
About an hour later, Mingmeng, who had fainted from fright, finally woke up.
The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to touch her face to make sure there was no towel on it before she felt relieved.
"I'm awake~"
Mingmeng met Yu Jianing's smiling eyes.
He jumped right out of bed!
He nimbly hid in the corner, showing no trace of his previous "unruly" demeanor.
Help! How is that pervert still around?!
Her gesture made Yu Jianing smile even wider. She raised her hand and patted the chair next to her: "Come sit down, sweetie~"
"Hmm..." The other person shook their head like a rattle drum.
Jia Ning wasn't in a hurry. She pointed to the clothes she had been changed into and looked at her phone.
"You...you took my picture!" Mingmeng clutched her clothes, her eyes wide with unbearable fear.
Because her family rule was that she could lose her life, but not her chastity! If she lost it…
"No wonder he's from a wealthy family...that figure..."
Yu Jianing smiled mischievously, her fingers lightly tapping the screen, her expression as if she were savoring something...
He looks just like a villain!
"Come sit down~"
After a moment of internal struggle, Mingmeng walked over somewhat stiffly.
"That's a good girl~" Yu Jianing hugged her waist tightly and rubbed her chin against her neck.
The former instantly got goosebumps all over his body, but his eyes kept glancing at his phone.
"Don't get any funny ideas, there's no guarantee it won't suddenly get sent out."
"What... exactly do you want? Just because of... An Wanhe?" Zhao Mingmeng's breathing became rapid as she grabbed the hand that was reaching into her clothes.
"Otherwise what?" Yu Jianing pushed her from her arms to the ground: "I hate bullying the most..."
"So what's the solution? How can you prevent the photos from being sent out?!"
"It depends on my mood. Maybe I'll feel better after you apologize to An Wanhe. As for whether she forgives you or not, that's between you two."
Yu Jianing took her phone and walked towards the door; she had already fixed the lock.
"If I apologize to An Wanhe, will you stop sending the photos out?" Mingmeng pressed.
"Good girl~" Xiao Ning left with a cryptic smile before turning and departing.
The jelly ball that followed her was dumbfounded.
This acting is terrible! If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Mingmeng's clothes were from the goddess's wardrobe, I would have almost thought you filmed something you shouldn't have!
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