Ye Ranran seized the opportunity to clasp her hand, and Song Yue was pulled up halfway.
"Be careful." Fan Rou steadied Ye Ranran from behind.
Ye Ranran took the chance to let go of her hand.
Song Yue's back made intimate contact with the floor once again.
Hearing that dull sound, even Ye Ranran felt pain.
"Ah, sorry, I was just concerned about you for a moment." Guilt appeared on Ye Ranran's face.
Her actions were actually beyond reproach since Song Yue had also "cared" for her a moment ago.
Uninformed people would really think the two are friends, so her presence next to Song Yue now seemed particularly justified.
"Mrs. Jun, you did that on purpose, right?" Fan Li could not stand Ye Ranran's act; it was obviously a performance, so fake.
Ye Ranran blinked her large eyes, looking especially innocent: "On purpose? What did I do on purpose?"
"She's already like this, and you still want to harm her; your heart is too wicked." Fan Li blurted out directly.
