Yan Zhenzhen walked up to Song Yan Ning, looked her up and down with disdain in her eyes, "So you are Song Yan Ning?" She had thought Song Yan Ning was an outstanding child, but she turned out to be so ugly.
Song Yan Ning looked indifferently at Yan Zhenzhen, "Yes, I am."
Yan Zhenzhen sneered, "You really have no manners, don't you know you should greet your elders when you see them?" She was here to teach Song Yan Ning a lesson today, so naturally, she didn't need to be too polite.
"Why would I consider you an elder when we're neither related nor acquainted? Besides, do you even qualify to be my elder?" Song Yan Ning retorted unapologetically. Since the other party accused her of having no manners, she decided to show her just that.
"You!" Yan Zhenzhen did not expect Song Yan Ning to be so sharp-tongued, and was momentarily at a loss for words.
Song Yan Ning scoffed derisively and walked past Yan Zhenzhen towards the school gate.
