The ever-gentlemanly him, however, instructed Li Liannian to assist Lin Miaoyu, causing her expression to instantly turn to one of astonishment.
"No need, I'll get up myself." She said with a cold face, stubbornly pushing herself up from the ground.
Through two hedges, Lin Miaoyu seemed to already feel Zhao Mengmeng mocking her with her eyes.
Her heart was filled with hatred, shocked that Chenyang was unwilling to help her with even such a small favor.
Zhao Mengmeng did indeed want to laugh. Rather than being jealous or angry like Lin Miaoyu imagined, she simply viewed Lin Miaoyu as a clown, enjoying the free show.
Last night, when that bastard Pei Chenyang knocked on her window, Zhao Mengmeng outright ignored him. Who would've thought she'd see him mingling with Lin Miaoyu early the next morning, expecting her to put on a good show?
Sorry to disappoint you, Lin Miaoyu!
Zhao Mengmeng couldn't hold back her giggles.
