After belittling Shen Mianmian for a while, Zhou Siyu finally felt a bit more comfortable. She snorted with disdain, "Birds of a feather flock together. These people are all the same as her, clueless about the world."
She was going to attend university in the future and marry into the city. She would choose to befriend those of a higher class, not bothering with playing around with these people.
This trip to the city had opened Zhou Siyu's eyes and got her thinking more.
The young girls in the city, when they went shopping in small groups, were all dressed beautifully.
It made everyone look cultured. If she walked with these people, even if she dressed prettily, others would immediately know they were from the countryside.
It would lower her own status.
Zhao Xinlan: "..."
She looked at Zhou Siyu somewhat strangely, "Why do I feel like you have changed?"
