Rong Yan looked at Wang meixue disdainfully. She was talking to her deskmate smugly and even turned to look at her provocatively.
When Wang meixue turned around to face Rong Yan for the second time, the corners of her mouth suddenly curved up. There was no warmth in her eyes, like two sharp icicles that could stab into her heart in the next second.
Wang meixue was so scared that her body trembled and she quickly turned around, not daring to look back.
If one were to say that she was evil, she was actually not beyond redemption. She was just a little girl's jealousy. But if one were to say that she was simple, she could even do things that secretly harmed her classmates. How simple could she be?
In short, Wang meixue's parents and the environment she lived in were a large part of the reason why she was so crooked at this age.
