Lin Ruochun didn't let her get a good night's sleep last night, so she's going to make sure Lin Ruochun won't get a good night's sleep tonight.
Who's afraid of who!
With that thought, Wen Qiao clenched her little fists at her side, determined to give Lin Chun a piece of her mind tonight!
As she was thinking this, she saw Lin Ruochun, adorned in a delicate makeup, walking towards her. Wen Qiao stared at her face, somewhat curious. This girl had been up until two in the morning just like herself, getting only four hours of sleep, so how could she still manage to apply such exquisite makeup?
In comparison, there she was, with a bare face, her hair tied up into a round bun, wearing a pink T-shirt and denim shorts, and a pair of white sneakers with SpongeBob shoelace buckles—simple and unadorned, not at all looking like someone about to play the leading lady in a big-budget period drama.
