Shen Siyuan's expression was unnatural. She tried to cover her guilt with impatience, mumbling, "How would I know where she is? I'm not her friend. If you want to find her, go ask her friends, why ask me!"
"Don't change the subject. You know where Little Yan Rong is!" Cui Jiangjing couldn't hold back, his handsome face suddenly stained with anger.
Shen Siyuan wasn't happy, pouted her lips, and unhappily argued with him, "Why should I know where she is? Who said I should know about her? Am I her parents or her sister? If it's about her, go find her, why come to me! If you're looking for me because of Rong Yan, I don't have time to entertain you!"
She picked up her bag from her chair, pretending to leave.
Cui Jiangjing was infuriated, grabbed her hand and pulled her back, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment, "You've had it too good, looking for trouble!"
"What's with the way you talk? Are you crazy!"
