"... Oh, give it a rest." Yin Weiyi took a breath, "It's clearly a disease, and it seems you're terminally ill."
Tong Yan nimbly dodged, blinking playfully, "Yiyi, think about it, isn't everyone in the circle afraid to see me now?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Yin Weiyi rolled her eyes, whoever gets close to you will be scolded terribly, almost like they're cursed; just like that little brother Wen Shu, and the beauty Jiang Yu, they're classic cases.
Tong Yan chuckled, "What if I go see someone I dislike right now?" For example, performing a scene of eternal friendship, deep sisterhood, brotherly affection, that sort of play, then...
They'd also get scolded terribly! Yin Weiyi's eyes lit up, she grinned mischievously at her, "You're bad to the core, Big Boobs."
Better for everyone to share in the misfortune; you always need someone to take the fall.
Tong Yan stroked her chin in thought, who should she target first?
