She used to be so smug, but she hadn't expected that Han Yan would wake up one day, completely transformed, putting her through endless frustration, to the point where she'd streaked naked three times.
In the past, when she dealt with Han Yan through overt and covert means, she didn't feel there was anything wrong with it at all; she simply took pleasure in Han Yan's misfortune. But now, having become the victim herself, the experience was wholly different.
Under the stark contrast, she despised Han Yan to the bone.
"That lunatic Han Yan, buying all those walnuts just to crush them in her pockets," Fourth Miss Zhao said venomously, watching Han Yan's retreating figure. "Her brain must not be working right."
Zhao Sinin glanced at Fourth Miss Zhao, then at Han Yan in the distance, stroking his chin.
