"Song Yan Ning, you really are arrogant, but I'm warning you," the girl scoffed, standing up and walking back to her own seat. "Arrogance never ends well." The reason she approached Song Yan Ning was that she was sick and tired of constantly being compared to her lately.
Song Yan Ning casually lifted the corners of her mouth and turned to gaze out at the scenery outside the window. She knew her photos had been posted on the campus network, and she had been declared the new campus belle. She couldn't care less about such trivial rankings.
"Song Yan Ning, help me out here," Mo Xier said as she came over with two plates of food.
Song Yan Ning stood up, went over, and took the plates from Mo Xier's hands.
"I don't really know what you like to eat, so I just picked a couple of things at random. If you don't like them, you can go change them." Mo Xier sat down at the table.
"I'm not picky." Song Yan Ning had long since started fasting; eating or not made no difference to her.
