"What? Are you jealous?" Zhao Yu saw right through Ning Songyun’s thoughts.
"No," Ning Songyun insisted, though her protest lacked conviction.
It didn't take long for her to fold, however; one sentence from Sheng Youshan was all it took to make her bristle. Zhao Yu felt like a weary mother who had raised a Ragdoll cat at home, only to adopt a Siamese, and was now suffering the frustration of seeing the original resident hiss at the newcomer. Fortunately, Sheng Youshan had the knack for riling people up, but she was equally skilled at coaxing them back to a good mood. By the time dinner rolled around, the three girls were already chatting away as if they were best friends.
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