As soon as Wifey left, Xie Tingting felt as if she had been slapped hard twice across the face.
But Gu Qianci seemed to be provoked by them, and she didn't stop there. She turned around and gave Xie Tingting a once-over, her eyes brimming with thicker scorn, "I was wondering why Miss Coco stopped me. Turns out you're decked out in brand-name clothing. What is it, another wealthy second-generation with bad eyesight fell for your fake chest?"
"... What nonsense are you spouting!" The surrounding gazes were nearly penetrating her, and Xie Tingting angrily barked.
Gu Qianci didn't care. She curved the corners of her mouth, like a seductive viper with poisonous lips, "Coco, don't be nervous. I didn't mean anything by it. I'm just reminding you to go to the hospital and get those breasts of yours serviced. You wouldn't want another incident like last time when your boyfriend climbed into my bed and complained that touching your chest felt like rubbing a stone. It hurt his hand."
Pffft.
