She and Song Yaoyao were two extremes.
Song Yaoyao appeared harmless and cute, but she was very dismissive. Apart from the people she cared about, not many things attracted her attention.
Students continued to walk past and Tang Xinrou overheard a conversation.
"Hey, did you hear? The rain apparently stopped because Beauty Song prayed to the Gods!"
"Really? Isn't that too mysterious?"
"Don't be skeptical. I saw it with my own eyes. The rain stopped as soon as she finished speaking. Amazing, right?"
"F*ck! Yes, that's amazing!"
Tang Xinrou paused and knitted her brows. "Song Jingwan? What does this have to do with her? That fake b*tch tries to get involved in everything..."
She was extremely frustrated. "Yaoyao, you clearly—"
"Shhh..."
Song Yaoyao placed her finger to her lips. "It was just a coincidence. There are many coincidences that can't be explained by science. Besides, no one can be lucky forever, right?"
