CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 26: A GUILTY CONSCIENCE BETRAYS ITSELF

"Hah, even if I didn’t graduate from an internationally renowned art school, I earned my opportunities on my own merit, unlike some people..."

A mocking smirk appeared on Song Yinyin’s delicate face as she sharply said, "Stealing someone else’s competition entry, taking away someone else’s study abroad opportunity, and shamelessly flaunting a sense of achievement!"

Song Anqi’s face turned pale instantly, "You! What nonsense are you spouting? How dare you say I stole your competition spot, it was clearly your own fault..."

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly choked.

Song Yinyin didn’t explicitly say who had taken her competition entry, yet her eager rebuttal was as good as admitting guilt.

Seeing others staring at her with astonishment, Song Anqi’s face flushed with embarrassment.

She composed herself, "In any case, Curtis Art School won’t accept a piano teacher like you!"

Having said her piece, she smiled, waiting for Song Yinyin’s reaction, wearing an expression of victory and disdain.

"Even if Curtis Art School were to offer me a position, I would refuse! Because I have no desire to work with someone like you!"

As Song Yinyin spoke, she turned to walk out the door.

However, her arm was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

She turned to look at Song Anqi.

Song Anqi leaned in slightly, whispering in her ear, "I warn you, Song Yinyin, don’t think about playing any tricks. If you’re smart, you can still get ten million from my mom; otherwise, you’ll end up with nothing. Just one word from me, and plenty of people and means will be used against you, leaving you with no way out..."

"Suit yourself!"

Before Song Anqi could finish, Song Yinyin forcefully shook off her hand and stormed out with flair.

Watching her graceful silhouette, Song Anqi was so enraged she stamped her foot.

Everyone around was looking at her with strange gazes, and she angrily retorted, "What are you looking at? Mind your own business!"

She clicked her ten-centimeter high heels briskly to a secluded corner, pulled out her phone, and dialed a number.

"Hello, it’s me."

With her full, red lips slightly parted, she spoke venomous words, "Spread the word, ensure that all art schools and training centers in the entire Imperial City do not accept a woman named Song Yinyin!"

After hanging up, a chillingly cold smile appeared on her face, "Song Yinyin, you’ve pissed me off again and again, I won’t let you live comfortably!"

.........

After leaving the art school, Song Yinyin somehow ended up walking along the pedestrian street with the crowd.

Because she was in a foul mood, she walked slowly, her cheeks still flushed with thin rage, and the blue veins on her neck faintly appeared with each breath.

In foreign countries, she’s experienced all sorts of distressing situations, and she thought she could handle Song Anqi calmly and peacefully.

But reality proved the opposite.

She kept reassuring herself: Song Yinyin, you did great, you were the one who decisively rejected Curtis, not the other way around...

Gradually, the tumultuous emotions in her heart began to calm, and only then did she notice how parched her mouth felt.

She wanted to buy a bottle of mineral water at the supermarket, but when she looked up, she caught sight of two familiar figures.

"Dabai, Duoduo?"

She hadn’t expected to see her son and her friend on this street, Song Dabai was holding Wen Duoduo’s hand, heading towards a certain store.

She looked up and glanced at the store, her eyes flashed with surprise.

True Love Marriage Agency?

What on earth are these two up to!