Hearing the mocking words and the praise for Xia Ningxing, Xia Jiaojiao lay on her desk crying so hard she could barely breathe, consumed by a shame so deep she wished she could crawl into a hole and disappear. The bitterness and resentment in her heart grew thicker, wishing everyone present would drop dead, struck by thunder without a body left intact.
Especially Xia Ningxing!
The art festival was almost over.
The host smiled and said, "…Now it's time for the competition results. Let's see which students are in the top three of this art festival!"
The whole audience held their breath, staring intently at the host.
Particularly the big brother, who didn't blink an eye, his fingers nervously gripping the armrest, muttering under his breath, "It must be my sister, it must be my sister, it has to be my sister…"
Xia Ningxing looked at his hopeful face and pursed her lips, deeply touched.
In this world, nothing is better than family!
