Jiang Yuan clenched her teeth and glared at Song Xiaoyu, knowing that Song Xiaoyu was certainly capable of such things.
Song Xiaoyu, that woman... she had truly underestimated her before.
Yun Zuo Yi frowned as he looked at Song Xiaoyu. Song Xiaoyu... she had changed from before.
The former Song Xiaoyu was so gentle, even when angry, she appeared teary-eyed. She looked pitiful and endearing, earning sympathy, but now, Song Xiaoyu sneered, looking at Jiang Yuan with mockery, tilting her chin slightly, giving off a sense of pride.
Her cold pride was completely different from her previous gentle demeanor.
He didn't like this version of Song Xiaoyu, even though sometimes he found Song Xiaoyu's tendency to cry over everything annoying, his initial affection was for Song Xiaoyu's weak nature.
