Next to her was a rising starlet. She was young, wearing a backless dress that nearly revealed half her chest, and a tiny skirt that was only a tad longer than a mini, exposing two fair legs. She was standing in a pair of seventeen-centimeter tall, rivet-adorned high heels that made her presence formidable.
But most importantly, right there with them was Jiang Xuanqi! And at that moment, wearing a pristine white evening gown, she certainly looked the part of a pure white lotus. Pulled over by two girlfriends, her usually arrogant and overbearing demeanor appeared utterly haggard, with faint tear stains at the corners of her eyes, clearly not in a good mood.
The three of them quickly approached Jian Anning. The leader, with a "clack clack" of her high heels, walked haughtily up in front of Jian Anning, raised her chin, and arrogantly asked, "You're Jian Anning?"
Jian Anning narrowed her eyes slightly, nodding with a hint of suspicion.
