Wang Ze admitted defeat and turned back with a sneaky grin.
"Thanks, Sister Lin!" Ding Sihan held out her hand.
Let bygones be bygones! Lin Li was still a good frog!
Lin Li understood and high-fived her, then asked hopefully, "You're welcome, Little Ding, but since we're sisters, can Sister Lin sleep in the same room as you tonight?"
"There's something this good?" Wang Ze whipped his head around like a dog spotting shit and said to Ding Sihan, "Little Ding, I'm actually your Sister Wang! Count me in tonight!"
"Wang Ze, you're so disgusting. Get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost, get lost—" Ding Sihan pinched her nose in disgust and waved her hand as if shooing flies away.
Wang Ze: "?"
"Isn't that a little discriminatory? Wasn't Lin Li the one who brought it up first? Why am I the only one you call disgusting? Call him disgusting too!"
Getting scolded was what he deserved. What Wang Ze couldn't accept was simply that Lin Li hadn't been scolded. After all, people didn't fear having less; they feared having less than others.
"You think you're worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Lin Li? You're not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"
Of course, Ding Sihan hadn't said that. Lin Li had said it on her behalf, then asked her for confirmation, "Right?"
Ding Sihan blinked, then nodded. "Mm... right."
Wang Ze gave him the finger and turned back around.
After finishing their makeup, Chen Yuying and Ding Sihan began taking pretty selfies. Naturally, Lin Li chose to slip into the shots, and neither of them objected.
After all, how could flowers stand out? How could their makeup skills stand out even more? Didn't they need a huge pile of made-up cow dung? And who else