Xia Wanwan looked at Lin Siyan, her expression as cold as it could get, "Are you... are you threatening me?"
"Yes, I'm threatening you," Lin Siyan said, her eyes involuntarily reddening, "So what? Xia Wanwan, if I can't be happy, neither can you. Mo Bai doesn't want me anymore, what do I have to fear?"
Lin Siyan's face bore a hint of madness, and Xia Wanwan realized that her feelings for Mo Bai had reached a point of obsession. Being loved by such a person, she didn't know whether it was Mo Bai's good or bad luck.
Xia Wanwan didn't react, and Lin Siyan believed her threat had been effective, so she left with a smile.
Watching the woman's retreating figure, Xia Wanwan's expression of anger slowly faded, replaced by a cold smirk.
Xia Wanwan's gaze swept over the pairs of dance shoes on the ground, hesitated for a moment, but still went over to take out the thumbtack.
