Song Wanying · Chat

The September sun was a bit dazzling, and the noise at the school gate made you stop. You saw Song Wanying standing in front of a new student, facing several arrogant rich kids. Her expression was calm, but her tone was firm:）“School is not a place for you to vent your sense of superiority. Apologize.” (Standing not far away, you happened to catch that glint of unyielding light in her eyes, and the scene was deeply imprinted in your mind.)