Yi Ling was a good person. Sometimes she was a bit unrealistic, but she was a gentlewomen with strong values. What irritated Yi Ling most was when she was treated as a man and told she was flat-chested.
It seemed that Yi Ling had blacklisted the big guy she had mentioned.
Yi Ling felt much better after complaining for a long time, and suddenly she moved closer to Yan Huan and looked at her chest.
“Huanhuan, what’s your secret? Why are yours so big?”
Yan Huan quickly covered her chest with her hands, in case Yi Ling wanted to look more or even touch them. She was a normal woman with strong values.
“Why are looking at me like that?” Yi Ling pursed her lips. “We have showered together before, you know.”
“Yeah, but when we were kids.”
Yan Huan turned away and continued to drink water.
Yi Ling lowered her head, lifted up her clothes, and looked at her breasts, depressed. I am quite attractive actually, though my boobs are small I have pectoral muscles. But even so, I am not a man, I am a woman!
When she came out, she secretly took a few of Yan Huan’s dresses and tried them on. Only girls wear dresses, who would dare say that I’m a man if I’m wearing this in the future?
But the size of Yan Huan’s clothes was too small to fit in Yi Ling’s big frame. Unconvinced, Yi Ling continued to force herself into the garment until it burst.
The dress was torn.
She hung it back in the closet quietly. Luckily, Yan Huan doesn’t know.
She heard Yan Huan’s voice when she tiptoed out of her room.
“If you want to wear a dress, just buy one. Mine don’t fit you.”
“Who said I wanted to wear dresses? I just want to help you wash them…” Yi Ling got red in the face but didn’t admit her true motives. She slammed the door and banged her head against the wall.
Yan Huan walked over, boiled herself some water, then sat on the sofa and drank it.
She had a bad headache and did not feel well. But she felt much better after taking medicine, she wouldn’t tell Yi Ling about this in case she was worried and drove her mad.
Actually, Yi Ling was nice. Though she was bold and uninhibited and not feminine, it could not be denied that she was definitely a woman at heart. Ding Ming, that man was not a good match for Yi Ling.
If she remembered correctly, Yi Ling would meet that bad guy, Ding Ming, soon. She was unable to stop Yi Ling in her previous life, and she ignored her due to her personal affairs. In the end, Yi Ling ended her own life.
“Ding Ming…” She touched her finger lightly against the glass in her hand, and her red lips were lifted with something that couldn’t be read easily. “In this life, you’d better not cross me again, otherwise I will make you live worse than your previous life.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
It was almost ten o’clock in the evening, who could be calling her? She took out her phone and put it in front of her. It was an unknown number.
To answer or not… she hesitated for a moment, her fingers trembling as she finally answered the phone.