C36 Disguise

Jiahui never expected Soong Qian to hit it off with Moer, and it made her seethe with anger.

"Oh, Soong Qian," she thought bitterly.

Jiahui clenched her jaw, her pretty face twisted with frustration. Her hands slowly curled into fists, her slightly long nails digging into her palms, but she didn't feel the pain. Her eyes were fixed intently on Soong Qian.

Soon, Jiahui's brow relaxed