How can such a bitter thing sell for more than forty yuan a cup? It tastes even worse than she thought. Is this how rich people torture themselves?
Zhu Xiangxiang suddenly laughed, "The higher you climb, the harder you fall."
Tang Wan looked at her and smiled, "That's true. Have you found any evidence?"
Zhu Xiangxiang shook her head, "It still needs time. Let her enjoy herself a little longer."
Zhu Xiangxiang never expected that the person who snatched the opportunity from her was Zhu Mingjing.
Zhu Mingjing was born to be her nemesis.
If it weren't for Zhu Mingjing's interference, she would be the one who was famous all over the country now.
Liang Xiaohong couldn't swallow her anger. She spread a lot of rumors on the internet, but they were useless. Everyone seemed to be bewitched. If anyone dared to say anything bad about Zhu Mingjing, those stupid fans would chase and scold them like eczema.
