Qiao Yiren came in holding Xia Chuxi's hand. Lan Yingying and several other students who followed Qiao Yiren encircled both of them like stars twinkling around the bright moon.
"Yiren, you're really doing great now. You actually won a prize in the very first movie you acted in. With such a bright future, don't you forget your old friends…" female student A said in a flattering manner.
"Of course not, we're all good friends." Qiao Yiren flipped her exquisitely straightened long hair pretentiously.
"Yiren, your clothes are really beautiful. It must be the limited edition from Chanel. They wouldn't sell it to me even if I wanted to buy them!" Female student B was even better at polishing Qian Yiren's shoes.
"It's a gift from my fiancé."
'Fiancé.
'Ah, I can barely wait for it.'
Xia Chuxi's doting gaze was fixed on Qiao Yiren's body. Su Qianxun's hands tightened into fists, and she turned around and sat back down. Tears welled up in her eyes…
