Zimei was struck as if by lightning, her face suddenly turning deathly pale.
She never dreamed that her strongest rival in love would be a young little artist.
Filled with unwillingness, she abruptly pulled open the car door.
Xia Duoduo had almost reached the entrance of the community when she felt a piercing gaze on her back and couldn't help but glance back.
From afar, she saw a tall woman with a powerful presence standing beneath the apartment building, looking toward her.
Due to the distance, Xia Duoduo didn't recognize Zimei, but vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.
She couldn't recall and turned away, puzzled.
She'd be late if she didn't hurry up.
Fifty push-ups were really too harsh!
Zimei gripped her hands tightly, watching Xia Duoduo's figure disappear at the entrance. Her sharp nails pierced into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.
After a long while, she turned and walked into the elevator, pressing the floor number for Ye Cheng's apartment.
