Wang Dong'er did not like Tang Wutong in the slightest.
Even though the two looked exactly alike, and even shared some similarities in personality, she simply detested Tang Wutong.
She thought Tang Wutong was far too full of herself. The contempt in Tang Wutong's eyes was clearly directed at her and Qian Ran. It was the disdain of someone from the Divine Realm toward people of the lower realm.
Wang Dong'er had no intention of keeping up an act with Tang Wutong. After exchanging a few polite words with her, Wang Dong'er snuggled up against Qian Ran.
Wang Dong'er wore an extremely short miniskirt and sat straight down on Qian Ran's lap.
"Damn it!"
A flicker of murderous intent flashed through Tang Wutong's heart.
She was extremely displeased.
How could Wang Dong'er use a face and figure identical to hers to serve Qian Ran?
That intimate display was simply shameless!
Tang Wutong's lungs were about to burst with anger.
"Big sister, Qian Ran and I still have some things to do. Why don't you step outside for a while? We can keep talking about our affairs as sisters afterward, all right?" Wang Dong'er was very smug.
Seeing Tang Wutong so furious only made her try harder.
Her soft, graceful upper body pressed tightly against Qian Ran, her delicate hands gripping his back tightly so their bodies could fit snugly together.
"What? What do you have to do with Qian Ran?" Tang Wutong's face darkened. At a time like this, what could Wang Dong'er possibly be doing sitting on Qian Ran's lap in a miniskirt?
What else could it be but that sort of thing?
The reason Tang Wutong was so furious was not merely that Wang Dong'er looked exactly like her. More importantly, their souls shared the same characteristics; only