Song Shijia tossed aside the Coke bottle and clapped her hands.
She lazily said, "Wu Qing, if you’re hoping I’ll bring up the things you did in junior and senior high school, then keep flapping your mouth."
Wu Qing was about to explode, but upon hearing this, her expression changed, and she instantly froze.
It’s just that her face, with makeup smeared all over, still looked terribly grim.
With her hair fizzing and bubbling with Coke, she couldn’t look more pathetic.
She glared fiercely at Song Shijia, her lips trembling with anger, but she said nothing.
Clearly, she was scared.
The two other girls by her side quickly grabbed tissues to wipe her hair and face.
Song Shijia didn’t glance at her again and dragged Yun Qiluo, who had finished paying, away.
When they reached the door, she noticed Yun Qiluo wasn’t saying anything.
Thinking she was upset from being scolded, Shijia empathetically comforted her, "Luo Luo, there’s no need to take what those kinds of people say to heart."
The young girl lifted her bewildered little face and curiously asked, "What do they mean by calling someone a ’green tea bitch’?"
She could tell they were badmouthing her.
But alas, she had puzzled over it for a long time and still didn’t understand what they were accusing her of...
Listening to this, Wu Qing and the two other girls almost choked on their breath.
Damn, where did this fool come from?
She didn’t even understand the insult, so what was the point of all their insults? Were they performing a comedy show?
Yun Qiluo recalled them calling her a "white lotus," scratching her head in more confusion, she muttered:
"And it’s so strange, they praised my fair skin too. Is it that people must throw in a compliment when badmouthing to make it seem a bit more genuine?"
No, who praised your fair skin?
Song Shijia looked at her with no sign of being hurt by her classmates’ exclusion, and besides a sigh of relief, she didn’t know why... she also felt like giving a heavy sigh.
She almost forgot, this was the Little Demon Fairy·Luo who once voluntarily changed her WeChat name to "Little White Lotus."
How could someone like that be harmed by normal people?
Yun Qiluo, puzzled by these unclear things, found them insignificant and quickly left them behind.
Happily munching on her newly bought bread and milk, she walked back with Song Shijia.
She ate a lot and digested quickly, so there was no worry at all about being unable to eat dinner.
Song Shijia saw her carefree demeanor, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Aren’t you curious why Wu Qing said that about me?"
Yun Qiluo paused, cooperatively asking, "So why is that?"
"..." You really don’t look curious at all.
But Song Shijia still told her everything about her and Wu Qing.
To classmates now, Song Shijia’s family seemed to have some wealth. Father Song ran a business, quite sizable, and he’s somewhat known in Su City. She counted as a rich second generation.
But in reality, she wasn’t born and bred as the Song Family’s heiress.
She was the daughter of the Song Family head’s ex-wife, her parents divorced when she was very young, and she always lived with her mom after the divorce.
Back in middle school, she was pretty and had a good personality. Many boys in the class liked her, but due to poor family conditions, Wu Qing often bullied her, exposing her to various forms of school violence.
Later, they ended up in the same high school.