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nTranslator: Yunyi

nSong Jingwan stared into the girl’s clean and refined face, and a trace of jealousy flashed across her eyes. “Yaoyao? Are you okay?” she asked softly as she held onto Song Yaoyao’s hand.

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nSong Yaoyao noticed the look in Song Jingwan’s eyes and slightly curled her lower lip. But, a moment later, her expression changed and she grabbed Song Jingwan’s hand instead, clinging to it and not letting go.

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nShe said weakly with tears in her eyes, “I’m not okay, I’m about to freeze to death. Sis, can you come with me to change clothes?”

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nAs she pleaded quietly, her nose was red and her eyes were misty.

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nSong Jingwan sensed that more and more eyes were focused on her. She smiled and gently brushed a loose hair behind Song Yaoyao’s ear. “Of course, even if you didn’t ask I would have been too worried to let you go back on your own!”

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nAs she spoke, she helped Song Yaoyao up and turned to apologize to the crowd, “I’m sorry, let’s end the night here. I need to keep my sister company after what happened.”

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nAs the most valued daughter in the Song Family, Song Jingwan was a high class socialite in Feng City, so everyone had to show her some respect.

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nThus, the party ended because Song Yaoyao fell in the water.

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nAs the sisters left, they could still hear people praising.

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n“The Elder Miss Song has such a good personality. She’s also beautiful and gentle!”

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n“She treats her sister so well, but it’s a shame that Song Yaoyao is no good.”

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n“I know, right? Jingwan and Young Master Huo are clearly a match made in heaven!”

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nAmidst the praising, someone scoffed, “Fake,” and left.

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n…

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nBack in Song Yaoyao’s room.

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nSong Yaoyao finished bathing, stood in front of the mirror, and curved her eyes at the person staring back at her. With a smile, she yelled outside, “Sis, I forgot to grab my clothes. Can you help me?”

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nJust like the usual Song Yaoyao, she completely trusted her older sister.

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nBut, what had her sister done?

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nSong Jingwan furrowed her brows impatiently. She held back her frustration, casually grabbed a set of clothes from the wardrobe, and brought them into the bathroom.

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nHowever, to her surprise, she looked around the bathroom and did not see any trace of Song Yaoyao. She was dumbfounded. “Yaoyao?”

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nThen, out of nowhere, Song Yaoyao somehow appeared behind her and replied sweetly, “Yes, I’m here.”

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nAs soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed onto Song Jingwan’s hair ruthlessly and dunked her head into a bathtub of water that she had prepared…

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n“Mm! Mmm, help, mmm…”

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nCaught off guard, water entered Song Jingwan’s mouth and nose. She started to struggle furiously, but the hand holding her hair was extremely strong; so strong that it felt like her scalp was about to be torn off as well!

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nSlowly, she was deprived of air, and the feeling of suffocation made her lose hope.

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nShe tried, with all her might, to grab Song Yaoyao’s hand, but she couldn’t grab onto anything.

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nJust as she was about to fall unconscious, the person holding her hair finally decided to show mercy and pulled her head out of the water.

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n“Huff…”

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nSong Jingwan’s pupils dilated. But just as she took a breath, her head was dunked back into the water before she could react.

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nOnce, twice, three times…

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nThe person behind her was like a demon. There was a smile on her charming face and two deep dimples on her cheeks. She lowered her eyes in a carefree manner and watched as Song Jingwan lingered on the border between life and death.

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nHer curled eyelashes cast a shadow on her lower eyelid, making her appearance exquisite like a doll in a shop window.

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n“Are you having fun, Sis? Huh?” Song Yaoyao laughed as she tilted her head and pulled Song Jingwan out.

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