Feiran, Save Me

Song Jingwan huffed and sneered in pain. "Ha... Can you look at what you're doing before you say that?!"

Her bones were about to be crushed! Who knew how much strength was hidden inside Song Yaoyao's weak and harmless-looking body!

"I'm different from you." Song Yaoyao blinked as she spoke confidently. "I have no morals, so don't try to blackmail me with morals! I can hit whomever I want~"

"You..."

Song Yaoyao endured the pain as cold sweat trickled down her forehead. She furiously turned around, ignoring her own image, and gripped Song Yaoyao's hair.

"I won't let you mess around with me! Either give me back the 200,000 or....Mm!" 

Song Yaoyao furrowed her brows in annoyance as she easily grabbed back at Song Jingwan's hair. Her leg bent as she kicked and Song Jingwan subconsciously kneeled in front of her.

The girl wore her hair up in a ponytail, revealing her clean forehead.