"You seriously think you're in the right?" She huffed, aggravated. Her friend was the one hurt, so this girl felt entirely justified. She'd conveniently forgotten that they'd brought this calamity upon themselves.
If they hadn't messed with Ya Yan's bag, if they hadn't tried to throw the snake into the trash can, none of this would have happened. If this wasn't digging their own graves, what was?
If it had been the old Ya Yan, she might have been flustered, or even apologized due to her easygoing nature. But, the current Ya Yan would not.
Because she didn't do anything wrong!
If it were Mu Lin, she definitely wouldn't apologize either.
"Why did you touch my bag?" Ya Yan repeated, her gaze icy cold as she stared at the girl, making her feel uncomfortable.
"All we did was move your bag a bit. Why would you let a snake bite someone?" Ya Yan's cold stare gave her the creeps. When did Ya Yan become so intimidating?
