The first time Han Yu saw Yang Xue, she pushed him into the lake.
Yang Xue was weak. After being rescued, she lay in the hospital for several days and almost died.
But the culprit turned out to be her savior, and he used favors to seek retribution and treated her with anger.
"Get up, breakfast in the cafeteria is almost gone. I want to eat the Chaos in the northeast corner, without the coriander and more vinegar."
"Washing clothes? Well, let's wash mine by the way."
"You've finished your homework. Write mine, remember, and imitate my handwriting."
In this regard, Yang Xue swallowed her anger and endured it silently.
Until one day Han Yu behaved intimately with a man and seemed to be in love.
"Han Yu, do you like that man?"
"Tell me, you don't like him, huh?"
Yang Xue lifted Han Yu's chin, and traced her red lips with slender fingers. Her voice was soft, but her eyes were cruel and cold.
Han Yu's hands were tied behind her back, but her posture was still enchanting and relaxed.
Ah, it turns out that the woman who seemed weak, inferior, and lifeless when we first met her has now become so darkened? What a surprise.