Feng Jing mocked, "What's wrong with chasing you? I've chased plenty of girls. If it weren't for your face being passable, who do you think would look at you? Don't want to play? Get lost yourself."
Yao Feifei's small face turned white in anger as she pointed at Feng Jing, "Fine, you said it yourself. Don't regret it."
Yao Feifei turned and left. As she passed by Tongtong, she bit her lip and deliberately bumped into her heavily. It's undeniable; where there are women, there's conflict, no matter how old you are.
Yao Feifei, pampered since childhood, was used to being the center of attention. But today, no one paid her any mind, and Feng Jing's words humiliated her. She couldn't stand it. Seeing Tongtong surrounded by everyone's kindness stung even more.
People love to vent their anger, so Tongtong became the scapegoat. Yao Feifei shifted her rage onto Tongtong, for the simple reason that she was more popular with the boys.
