Watching Zhuo Huining's red eyes and contorted face, Han Yingying smiled gently, "My mom said, being jealous of others is not disgraceful; admitting your jealousy is brave.
Because of jealousy, making oneself strive upwards and improve is wisdom. Because of jealousy, causing oneself to turn evil and degenerate is foolishness.
If you insist on making yourself evil, I won't stop you, but one day you'll lose even the little that you have."
Zhuo Huining stared dumbly at Han Yingying, never expecting her to say such a thing.
Everyone says that jealousy makes a person ugly, that jealousy should not exist.
She carefully hid her filthy and ugly heart, fearing it would be discovered and she would be left with nothing.
But could it be that jealousy can also drive one to improve oneself?
"Senior, please let go of me and don't do something you'll regret later." Seeing that her emotions had calmed down slightly, Han Yingying spoke up to remind her.