Slap—

Song Yaoyao rolled up her book. Just as the girl's claws almost touched her, she slapped it away as quick as lightning.

"Ah!" An Ruoyao held her hand in pain.

Song Yaoyao looked up and smiled when she heard An Ruoyao's cries of pain. Her dark eyes instantly twitched and turned empty.

"Don't provoke me. Otherwise, this isn't all you'll be getting. You and your friend can have matching casts..."

"You..."

An Ruoyao suddenly understood the underlying meaning and became wary of Song Yaoyao.

All along, Song Jingwan had refused to explain what happened to her arms and legs. As it appeared now, it seemed as though Song Yaoyao was the one who did it to her.

An Ruoyao looked confusedly at the girl who was looking down at her book again. She couldn't believe it.

Was Song Yaoyao this ruthless?

She pursed her lips. She didn't like Song Yaoyao, but not enough to gamble with her safety.

So she quickly left.

Song Yaoyao fell silent again. Meanwhile, the party grew livelier and livelier. However, Song Jingwan had yet to appear.

"Big sis, do you feel better now?"

Song Yaoyao felt a tug on her sleeve, but when she turned around, all she saw was thin air.

She blinked in confusion.

The little girl who was tugging on her sleeve stomped her feet angrily. "Hey! Look down!"

Thus, Song Yaoyao lowered her gaze.

She and the little girl looked at each other.

They both had round almond eyes with clearly defined pupils, straight bangs, and long black hair. Their features were equally delicate and they had baby fat on their faces.

Like that, the two dopey creatures studied each other.

A little distance away, a woman saw the situation and laughed. She tugged on the man beside her and said, "Hubby, look. Doesn't Tong Tong look like she's staring into a mirror?!"

It was adorable!!

She was tempted to approach them, pat their heads, and pinch their cheeks.

"Huh?" The man in the brown coat glanced over and froze in surprise. A moment later, he realized what was happening.

He burst into laughter and dotingly brushed a loose strand of hair behind his wife's ear. He smiled. "Yes, they do look alike."

"Right?" the woman chuckled. "Eh? Wait, where's Ye?"

...

Upstairs.

Zhou Manli knocked on a door. "Jingwan, your classmates are looking for you. Are you done? Jingwan?"

The room was silent.

"Isn't the Big Miss in her room?" she asked in surprise.

The maid shook her head. "I think I saw her step out."

Step out? Good.

Zhou Manli thought she had gone out to join her friends, so she relaxed and went to find her own friends for a chat.

The temperature by the pool was cold.

This spot was far from the lawn and the crowd. The girl revealed a smile of mockery and threw the item in her hand into the water.

Splash—

Something sparkly sunk to the bottom of the pool and bubbles formed on the surface. Eventually, it was calm again.

"Tap, tap..."

Broken footsteps echoed from behind. Song Jingwan's gaze sharpened and she looked behind.

The shrubs rustled and she pushed her wheelchair toward it.

It was empty.

All that she saw were a pair of small watery footsteps that led into the distance.

"Ha..."

So it was a child.

She glanced down, brushed back her hair, and pretended as though nothing had happened.

She then pushed her wheelchair back to the party.

"Big Brother! Where did you go? Mommy and I were looking for you..."

"Shhh!"

The little boy hushed her. He was dressed in a tuxedo, looking smart and handsome. Grabbing Tong Tong's hand, he dragged her back to their mother's side.

As he ran, he couldn't help but look back.

He noticed the pretty sister in front of them and smiled at her.

He then froze and started trembling.