When she heard Su Jinyue enter her room, Song Yiren endured the pain and got out of bed. She was out of sorts all day today and kept wondering if anything would happen between Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan, while they were together. Now that Su Jinyue was back, she absolutely had to interrogate her, else she would definitely not be able to sleep tonight.
As Su Jinyue walked out of the room, Song Yiren's room door, which was next to hers, opened at the same time. She turned her head and cast a glance at Song Yiren, before heading towards the kitchen. Nowadays, she and Song Yiren had nothing to talk about.
"Su Jinyue!" Song Yiren relied on one leg and hopped in front of Su Jinyue to stop her.
"What's the matter?" Su Jinyue asked indifferently. Since they had already shed all pretense of cordiality, there was no need for her to be nice to Song Yiren.