"..." Ha ha ha... She really had never met anyone thicker-skinned than Qin Cuifen.
"Ningning, I haven't blamed you, you're not still being petty, are you?" Qin Cuifen asked generously.
Ha ha ha... What a high-sounding reason, as if ignoring her meant being petty and narrow-minded. Sheng Ning looked up, her gaze passing through the window, clearly smelling the familiar scent of Yashuang in the air.
In the countryside, only hair oil was used, the upscale Yashuang lotion could only be used by people like Lu Xiaoshuang. Thinking of this, Sheng Ning smiled, her flower-like smile making Qin Cuifen's jealous heart bleed.
"Cuifen, we are good friends, we grew up together, of course I wouldn't blame you."
"Ningning, in this matter I'm obviously the victim..."
"Alright! I need to rest now, aren't you rehearsing today? I've heard the National Day performance task is very heavy."
Qin Cuifen, seeing her goal achieved, left satisfied. At the door, she couldn't help but smile. Unfortunately, Sheng Ning's next words made her stop in her tracks, stunned.
"Cuifen, when will you return my bracelet?" Sheng Ning asked leisurely.
Qin Cuifang hastily adjusted the sleeve on her left hand, hiding a stylish and unique silver bracelet.
"Cuifen, you've borrowed it for so long, do you plan on not returning it?"
A gasp sounded from outside the window, Qin Cuifang's face turned pale, she turned back trembling and said, aggrieved, "Sheng Ning, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"You..." Sheng Ning took a deep breath, really infuriated by Qin Cuifen's shamelessness. The more you argued with this kind of person, the more excited they got. "Fine, go ahead and train!" She decided it was better to not bother about the bracelet left by that woman.
"Then... I'll go now. If you need any help, feel free to find me any time." A hint of triumph flashed in Qin Cuifang's eyes as she left with a smile.
That silver bracelet on her wrist, she had put in great effort to deceive it from Sheng Ning, she would never return it even if she were beaten to death.
Upon exiting the girls' dormitory, Qin Cuifen was immediately surrounded by her group of girlfriends.
"Cuifen, you're such a good person."
"Exactly, I hate Sheng Ning's arrogant attitude."
"She treats you so badly, yet you still consider her a good friend, you're really foolish."
Amidst everyone's chatter, Qin Cuifen maintained a faint smile. Her plain clothes were accentuated by her ample chest, making people almost nosebleed. She wasn't as pretty as Sheng Ning, nor did she have fair skin, but she had a bigger chest!
Qin Cuifen subconsciously puffed out her chest, humbly saying, "You shouldn't misunderstand Sheng Ning, she had a tough childhood, I understand her."
What did "had a tough childhood" mean, and what did "I understand her" imply? This was up to everyone to interpret themselves.
"Cuifen, you're so pitiful, you've been tolerating her since childhood."
Sending off Qin Cuifen, Sheng Ning peacefully tended to her injury, retrieving a letter from her father from the cabinet according to her past life's memory.
Looking at the crude letter paper and her father's scrawled handwriting, Sheng Ning's tears fell uncontrollably. How many years had it been, two whole lifetimes, she never thought she would have the chance to see her father again!
The letter's content was simple, her father had arranged a marriage for her and wrote to ask her opinion. He was also a comrade and very excellent. Between the lines, her father's satisfaction and appreciation for her future husband were evident. He clearly wanted to agree but didn't forget to ask her opinion in the letter.