Jiang Wan deliberately walked farther away so she would not hit anyone, yet Jiang Yao had come right up to her. If she got hit now, Jiang Wan could not be blamed for beating up a child.
You could not sell tea just because you were a child. Selling tea was shameful!
"Junior Sister, do you have some misunderstanding about me? Ah!"
Just now, Jiang Yao had come over and taken Jiang Wan's hand. Looking at the way she behaved, no matter how Jiang Wan looked at it, she did not seem like a child should. Jiang Wan herself had completely let loose and often truly treated herself as a three-year-old.
How many times in life could one be three years old? Lying flat on the spot and enjoying childishness, who would still struggle and compete? Yet Jiang Yao had actually started acting along with her.
Jiang Wan simply flopped onto the ground.
"Ahhh—It hurts so much—"
The moment she lay down, Nangong Wanyu, who had been bragging, darted over like an arrow.
Liuhuo also ran over to check on her.
"Junior Sister, are you all right?"
Jiang Yao froze for a moment, unable to react. She had originally been planning to fall down herself, reap a wave of sympathy, and conveniently pin the labels of hot-tempered, unreasonable, and beating fellow disciples on Jiang Wan.
Then she would establish herself as a pitiful little victim bullied by Jiang Wan. But before she had even fallen, Jiang Wan had gone down first?!
Once Nangong Wanyu helped Jiang Wan up, Jiang Wan immediately spoke up for Jiang Yao.
"Don't blame Senior Sister Yaoyao. It's all my fault. I just didn't stand steadily. It has nothing to do with her. Wuwuwu, my butt hurts so much!"
Nangong Wanyu was about to rush over,