She had been in the wrong for bumping into someone at first.
But what happened afterward had been completely beyond Song Chuxia's expectations.
Song Chuxia had the strange feeling that she was clearly a character in the story, yet somehow an outsider who knew nothing.
For example, right now, she had no idea why this girl had suddenly exploded, and she couldn't understand what the girl was talking about at all.
Why was this girl telling her all this?
They were complete strangers!
She understood perfectly why the girl with glasses had said she was lucky.
She really had been lucky before.
She should have left then.
Then she wouldn't have ended up in this baffling situation that made no sense to her.
"He'll like me."
Song Qianqian repeated the sentence over and over like a broken record.
"Let go."
Song Chuxia didn't want to waste any more words on a girl who wouldn't listen.
She reached out to pry Song Qianqian's hand off her arm.
She hadn't thought it would be difficult.
After all, not long ago, she had knocked the girl down onto the ground with a single collision.
And she hadn't even meant to.
That showed how much stronger she was than this girl.
But...
Song Chuxia's face flushed red, too.
Song Qianqian's hand was clamped around her arm like an iron vice.
She couldn't pull it free at all.
Where had such a frail-looking girl gotten so much strength?
Was it because of the obsession in her heart?
Looking at the fire in Song Qianqian's eyes, Song Chuxia felt even more uncomfortable.
She looked at the petite girl and the girl with glasses.
"...Pull her away."
Though she hadn't meant to, her words still carried a hint of impatience and anger she couldn't hide.