"Shen Mianmian, don't push your luck too far," Cheng Xining said, flushed with annoyance and humiliation. "I've already begged you in such a low voice, and you still refuse to stay away from Brother Nan, don't you?"
"Sorry," Shen Mianmian replied indifferently with two words.
"Shen Mianmian, do you believe that with just one word from me, I can ensure you won't be able to study in school?" Although Cheng Xining was spoiled, this was the first time she had threatened someone with her status.
"I believe it, but I still can't agree to your request," Shen Mianmian said with a serene face.
"Do you think I'm just trying to scare you?" Cheng Xining became even more irate when she saw Shen Mianmian's composure. A country bumpkin girl, only having read some books this year, acting like she's some kind of young lady, putting on airs – who does she think she's fooling?
