141. Fighting (in the middle of the night)

One of the curly-haired girls looked at Yu Xiaoxuan with disdain and said, "Xitong, what kind of taste does your little sister have to be friends with such a loser? She's totally degrading her own status."

Shen Xitong's face seemed a bit unnatural. "Don't say that. My little sister… After all, she didn't grow up in Beijing. When she came back home, she didn't have many friends, so naturally she's a bit closer to the one she made."

"But you can't just be friends with anyone. When you go back, you should also talk to your sister seriously. Tell her that when making friends, she should look at the person's status. Even if you're making friends, there should be a suitable match," the curly-haired girl said earnestly.