After the angry shouts, there was a cold and dead silence.
The love-struck expression on Ye Wanwan's face subsided like the tide as she regained a cold and indifferent expression.
Ye Wanwan tidied the edges of her white dress, stood up slowly and looked coldly at the battered and exhausted teenager who had grass all over his body, his face filled with indignation and fear. "Hey Si Xia, are you done acting?"
He lifted his head angrily and glared at her in disbelief.
Ye Wanwan laughed, "Don't be dismayed--going to this extent with me looking the way I do; you're already quite good."
With that, Ye Wanwan paused and the smile on her face was replaced by a seriousness, "I don't care what your motives were, nor do I care about what happened between you and Si Yehan, just please don't drag me into it. Jie jie [1] don't have the energy to play games with you! You hear me?"
Ye Wanwan turned and left immediately.
