Zeng Yun closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, everything was clear. A smile returned to her face as if the sorrowful emotions from before had never existed.
"Jiang Keke, we've never been on opposing sides." Zeng Yun reminded as she saw the young girl in front of her remain silent.
Jiang Keke's face flickered for a moment, and she pressed her lips together without speaking.
Seeing this, Zeng Yun kindly advised, "These wealthy heirs are heartless. In their eyes, people like us are no different; we're just their playthings."
Upon hearing the word "plaything", Jiang Keke immediately showed a sinister smile.
"Miss Zeng must be brainwashed by men, right? A plaything? Hmph, not me." After saying this, Jiang Keke walked out arrogantly.
Her fleeing appearance seemed very childish in Zeng Yun's eyes.
Thinking of Jiang Keke's tender face, Zeng Yun murmured ominously, "Jiang Keke, you'll understand someday."
