Xu Yue?

Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes. After searching through her memory, she finally remembered who Xu Yue was. This was how she was like. If someone didn't affect her, then she couldn't remember them. If she held a grudge against someone, she would deal with them on the spot.

But...

Huo Jiu seemed to have talked to Xu Yue...

A million thoughts ran through her mind. Song Yaoyao smiled like a blooming flower, her dimples sunk deeply. "You are so strange. Isn't Xu Yue your friend? She reports to you every day so you know my every move from home. If she's missing, you should call the police. Why are you asking me?" She tilted her head. "I'm not interested in ugly girls~"

She continued to smile wholeheartedly, her eyes sparkling.

This expression pierced Song Jingwan's eyes. She scrunched her dress until it wrinkled up, but her own expression did not change. "If I'm right, you had an argument with Xu Yue on Tuesday night. She went missing that night and it wasn't hard to investigate who she had offended. Song Yaoyao, there's no point lying."

"So?"

Song Yaoyao smirked. She picked up her backpack and stood up. Squinting her eyes, she scanned the girl from top to bottom.

Song Jingwan's left arm was still wrapped in bandages. When his eyes met with Song Yaoyao's, his pupils immediately constricted.

"Not only do I not know, even if I do, why should I tell you? Do I look like a good person?"

She pressed her hands against the table, leaned forward slightly, and looked down on Song Jingwan.

Song Jingwan's heart tightened and she habitually pressed her lips together.

"Pfff..."

Song Yaoyao finally understood what was happening. "Are the Xus asking you for her? I'm sure you were involved in Xu Yue's attack on me. You're anxious because you're afraid they will find out and blame you, right?"

Song Jingwan didn't make a sound; Song Yaoyao was right.

She bit her tongue and tried to calm down.

Song Yaoyao was different from what she knew. She had transformed from a fair, naive, and sweet girl, to somehow who was dark and evil.

"You're asking the wrong person. I have no idea where she is. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

After she was done talking, Song Yaoyao walked out without looking back.

Song Jingwan gritted her teeth and called her back, "Song Yaoyao, aren't you afraid that I'll call the police?"

She wasn't sure how Song Yaoyao felt; her expression was quite indifferent. Perhaps, she really didn't know where Xu Yue was.

But Xu Yue had lost contact on that night and Mrs. Xu had asked about her several times. Song Jingwan had already been holding her off until now.

Fortunately, Xu Yue had actually run out that day after having an argument with her family. Since Xu Yue had always been rebellious, Mrs. Xu did not suspect Song Jingwan.

If this continued, calling the police was just a matter of time.

"Go ahead. What does it have to do with me?" Song Yaoyao scrunched up her nose, pushed open the glass door, and headed back toward the school gates.

Song Jingwan chased after her in her wheelchair. The wind messed up her hair, and her weak body looked like it could easily be swept away.

"Song Yaoyao, I really hate you."

She hated her a lot. Even in her dreams, she took everything away from her.

Song Yaoyao's steps were light like she was stepping on clouds, her head held high the entire time.

She faced her back to Song Jingwan and waved her hand, gesturing that she already knew.

"Big Miss, are we going home?" the woman who was taking care of Song Jingwan asked with her hands on the wheelchair.

"No."

Song Jingwan's gaze darted and fell upon the school gates. The word Liyang sparkled brightly under the sun.