"He was right about everything, especially when he said, 'You're like a hedgehog, all prickly on the outside, but once those spines are gone, there's nothing left but a deep emptiness.' That statement couldn't be more accurate." Yang Xiaofeng nearly applauded.
"If I didn't act like a hedgehog, I can't imagine how much I would have been bullied."
Yang Xiaoqiao gazed in the direction Ye Xiong had disappeared, the memory of his scolding making her stomach churn.
She pulled out her phone, quickly found Ye Xiong's number, and dialed. The moment the call connected, she let loose a furious tirade.
"You think you're so great, don't you? It feels good to insult people, huh? Well, you're just putting on an act yourself! So what if you have money? So what if you can fight? Don't think I can't see it. You're just as unhappy as anyone, pretending to be optimistic when you're actually more miserable than anyone else…"