While Yang Qingyue's awkwardness was slowly going away, under Ling Qingyu's soft bullets. She had no idea her childhood friend was feeling resentful of breaking promises.
Anyone experiencing love was never reliable, Cai Ning thought. Women were the same, especially the ones who easily made promises and looked very serious.
Thinking of the possible closeness between Ling Qingyu and Yang Qingyue, Cai Ning became envious. Well, why was she envious though? Because someone robbed away her Little Sister Yang?
The way Cai Ning stared at Ling Qingyu was like looking at a big bad wolf. Woof! Somehow, Cai Ning heard a specific sound of a cartoon, she watched during her childhood and shook her head in amusement.
Ling Qingyu's spine straightened, her intuition told her somebody was thinking bad about her from around. No need to guess around, who else but among this group of women who might be against her apart from Cai Ning.
