In other words, she hated her to the point of dying.
But dislike and hate should not have the same meaning.
Ning Yunzhao knew that his little sister disliked Jun Zhenzhen, and he guessed that the other girls here also disliked her.
For these girls, their worlds were composed of their happiness, ruled by their moods.
Things that they disliked should not exist; all of it was a personal affront, and so should be destroyed and trampled on. The things they disliked should be thrown away, the people they disliked ruined.
As for whether the destroyed things were people or objects, for these young girls, the distinction didn’t matter.
Ning Yunzhao knew that people’s hearts were frightening and ugly, but could girls’ hearts be that way?
And her?
That girl?
