Chapters

Song Yao froze. She and Wu Yishuang had played it perfectly—until grandma showed up and ruined everything. Not that she […]

Wu Yishuang had intended to greet Song Yao too, but Song Yao kept hiding behind Xia Mengrou, shaking her head

Song Yao sighed in relief only after Han Lin’s figure vanished from sight. Yanderes are way tougher than imagined… Xia

“Siyu, I’ll be back soon—probably before curfew tonight.” At the appointed afternoon time, Song Yao reported to Chen Siyu and

Chen Siyu was satisfied with Song Yao’s answer. She dragged her suitcase into the dorm and began inspecting every corner.

As the saying goes, it’s never too late to mend the fold after the sheep is lost. Even if Zhang

“Fu Bo, home.” Yao Xinxin settled into the car and instructed the butler-driver. “Yes, Miss.” Fu Bo acknowledged, his trembling

“I forgive you, I forgive you. Xin Bao, be good—give me the knife.” Song Yao softened her tone, coaxing like

Song Yao’s heart softened at the sight of the teary-eyed little loli before her. After all, she had acted on

“Whatever. Instead of that bitch Song Yao, let’s talk lunch.” Zhang Min didn’t want to continue. In the dorm, she