My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 35: Thirty-five, not qualified Chapter 35: Thirty-five, not qualified The train sped along the tracks, and darkness had enveloped everything outside the window.

Song Yan Ning glanced to her side and saw that her grandparents had already fallen asleep, so she too closed her eyes. She decided not to enter the system tonight as it would be inconvenient with so many people on the train.

At this moment, in the compartment next to Song Yan Ning’s, a woman was incessantly scratching her face and body. After eating dinner, her entire body had started to itch, and now she was covered in red bumps, some of which she had already scratched open.

Seeing a train attendant coming by, the woman called out to her, “Do you have any medicine for allergies?” That little girl had warned her, and at the time, she thought the girl was just trying to annoy her, but she didn’t expect to really have an allergic reaction. How on earth did that girl know?

“I’m sorry! We don’t have any allergy medication,” the attendant said apologetically with a smile. They only carried some emergency medicine.

“How can you not have allergy medication? That’s so unprofessional; I don’t care, you must get me some allergy medicine today. If I scratch myself to death, can you afford the responsibility?” The woman stood up and pointed at the train attendant aggressively, shouting.

“I’m sorry, there’s really nothing I can do,” the train attendant said, her face showing helplessness. She frequently encountered such guests and truly found them annoying.

“Even if you can’t find a way, you have to come up with one. Otherwise, if I can’t sleep, no one else should think of sleeping. Also, let me tell you, my man is no ordinary person. If you piss me off, just wait to be fired,” the woman said with her head held high, looking down on the train attendant with disdain.

The train attendant’s face turned red with anger, and she took a deep breath, “Ma’am, please calm down, if there’s anything, let’s discuss it in the conductor’s cabin.”

“Comrade train attendant, don’t bother talking to this shrew. I’ve recorded her behavior, and I’ll post it online in a bit, let everyone see for themselves,” said the young man sitting in front of the woman, shaking his mobile phone.

“Right, she should be exposed; this is simply unacceptable,” an elderly man sitting nearby nodded in agreement. He had just fallen asleep and was rudely awakened, feeling uncomfortable all over now.

“Exactly!”

chimed in

the

phone in front of her, “Delete that video, or

to make a scene, don’t blame me for not being

cowed, slowly sitting back in her chair, not daring to utter another word. As a woman, she naturally couldn’t overpower

from the next compartment, Song Yan Ning’s lips curled slightly. Earlier in the waiting room, she had secretly sprinkled some medicine powder on that woman. Even if she took allergy medicine, she would remain itchy for several days. She and her family were not

having arrived an hour earlier than usual today. The mere thought of cooperating with the doctor today filled him

are you waiting for me?” Song Yanxue saw Qin Yushen as soon as she entered and hastened towards him, her face lit with joy. This was

Qin Yushen

you waiting for?” Song Yanxue’s smile froze on her face, a touch of grievance in her eyes. If Brother Yushen wasn’t waiting for her, could it be

respond to Song Yanxue, stepping past her and

stomped her foot in anger, turned, and looked towards Qin Yushen, seeing him

Ling Yu spoke to Qin Yushen, “Are you waiting for

Yushen

to do today and won’t be coming in, and she might not come in over the next few days either,” Ling Yu said. Without the

Yushen’s brow furrowed slightly, “Did she say when she would come in?” Could she be avoiding him by not

don’t know either,” Ling Yu shook his head. He too hoped

up beside Qin Yushen, her face unable to hide her excitement. It was best that she

lifted his foot and stepped forward, vanishing from the spot. He

by Qin Yushen’s sudden departure, Song Yanxue was momentarily