Chapter 15: I'm Germophobe, Please Stay Further Away from Me

　　Song Wuyou snickered, "I didn't say you are dirty. I just said I'm a germophobe, so please stay away from me."

　　Song Jiumei's face flushed red once again due to anger. The way she was glaring at Song Wuyou, it seemed as if she wished she could just swallow Song Wuyou up once and for all in her raging state.

　　"You were basically accusing me dirty!"

　　The corner of Song Wuyou's lips rose in a faint cold smile, "I really can't do anything if you insist on claiming yourself ― dirty."

　　"You….!" Song Jiumei was driven so mad that she even raised her hand, intending to land a good slap on Song Wuyou.

　　Previously, Song Wuyou had always been unruly and spoiled. But it had always been directed towards outsiders.

　　Song Jiumei knew it very well, inside, Song Wuyou was nothing more than a straw bag. This woman was easily bullied.

　　There had been occasions in the past when she slapped her, and never once had Song Wuyou dared to counter back. Because she knew deep down that she still needed to rely on the monthly allowance the Song Family provided.

　　But this time, Song Jiumei's raised hand froze in mid-air, it could neither move forward nor be retrieved.

　　She looked at Song Wuyou in astonishment. That petrified expression appeared as if she was seeing a horrifying ghost.

　　Facing Song Jiumei's raised hand, Song Wuyou was neither afraid or frightened. Instead, her chin was lifted up proudly and with a taunting smile as she stared back squared at Song Jiumei.

　　Song Jiumei was scared stiff by the sudden aura radiating off Song Wuyou's bearing.

　　Usually, and it had always been, the moment she raised her hand, that Song Wuyou would shrink away in fright.