"So, I've become cannon fodder?" Zhang Meiqin blinked.
The others looked at Zhang Meiqin and nodded, "Pretty much."
"Damn!" Zhang Meiqin cursed and glared at Qiao Chuchu, "Qiao Chuchu, I'm telling you, you promised me that limited edition Hermès, you must give it to me, or... I'll break up with you. What kind of friends am I making? They're screwing me over. Do I really look like cannon fodder?"
"No." Song Huanyan chuckled and shook her head, "You don't look like cannon fodder at all, but unfortunately... your IQ is destined to be cannon fodder. Look at Fu Ziqian, such an excellent man, all the gals like him, but they all know Fu Ziqian belongs to Qiao Chuchu, so they don't make a move on him. But you thought a pie fell from the sky... this thing here tells you, sometimes what falls from the sky is not just a pie, it might also be a stone that shatters you to pieces."
Zhang Meiqin: "..."
She felt she was the most innocent of all.
She was just a bit too naive and pure.
