"Shao Wanru..." Shao Yanru gritted her teeth and made a crunching sound. She waved her hand, grabbed Jie'er's hair, and pulled it down hard. It seemed that what she was holding in her hand now was Shao Wanru's long hair, which she hated the most. She wanted to spit all her hatred on Shao Wanru.

Shao Jie'er screamed in pain and reached out to hold her head in a hurry.

A strand of long hair with blood was pulled off.

Shao Yanru leaned back and threw the ...