At this moment, Wen Zhijin's hair was disheveled, her face a chaotic mess of colors, looking increasingly embarrassed, while Wen Shuangshuang stood in front of her with elegance, watching her with a slight disdain, which fueled Wen Zhijin's heart with intense resentment.
Zhu Shihao gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with disappointment as he looked at Wen Shuangshuang. "Wen Shuangshuang, I always thought you were the most outstanding person in the world, my idol, even a teacher to me. I respected you so much, but I never thought you'd be like this. No matter how talented you are, it's in vain if your character is poor. I was truly blind to worship and admire someone like you!"
