The female students passing by the girls' dormitory looked on, stunned.
Is Ling Chenyu fighting with He Jiaren?
Aren't they best friends? Oh no, isn't He Jiaren Ling Chenyu's best lackey?
A big man delivering bottled water to the girls' dorm cast a glance and suddenly remarked, "Girls' friendships really are unpredictable."
One moment it's "If you break my sister's wings, I'll destroy your whole paradise," and the next moment it's top-tier catfights with hair pulling and slapping.
Su Li came back leisurely, stood aside to watch the commotion, and casually took a few photos with her phone.
Maybe she really learned bad habits from Feng Huaijin.
Now she doesn't have any other hobbies or interests, just enjoys watching dogs biting each other, feeling quite cheerful.
Ling Chenyu hit hard, leaving He Jiaren's hair disheveled, her fair skin covered with long red marks.
Ling Chenyu kept asking, "Still trying to fight me?"
