"Ming Han, Ming Wei?"
Han Bin's expression shifted ever so slightly: "You were classmates in elementary school, right?"
"I'm about to lose my mind. I was classmates with those siblings in kindergarten, and we were even in the same class. Then in elementary school, same school, same class again. Now we've started junior high, and somehow—same school, same class. What's their deal? Do they plan on being my classmates forever?"
Han Qian kept rambling, her face full of impatience and disdain. Like this, she was a whole different person compared to how she acted in front of outsiders.
To put it simply, around outsiders, she pretended to be gentle, kind, and naïve. But with her family, her spoiled nature showed through, clear as day—a girl obviously coddled at home.
