"Girl, you're already 18, you can't grow any taller. Generally, girls stop growing after 18," Song Yi said directly.
"No," Song Nuan retorted, "I'm 17, I'm not 18 yet, I can still grow."
As they chatted, they had already reached the school gate.
Song Yi was dressed very simply today, wearing a set of gray blazer, her hair styled in large waves draped over her shoulders, with makeup that was neither too heavy nor too light.
Her eyes were clear and charming, and the casual blazer made her look both wild and cool.
Song Nuan was also obedient, wearing a hoodie and casual pants, her hair tied in a ponytail, her almond-shaped eyes round and clear, pure in expression.
Their presence at the school caused countless heads to turn.
Song Nuan was already quite the attention-getter at school because she was the little princess of the Song Family, especially spoiled, and she was beautiful.
This was Song Yi's first time at Song Nuan's school.
