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Gu Xiaoer looked at Guo Ting with a smile, her curved eyes full of shrewd light, at that moment, she resembled a little fox.
Guo Ting maintained her poised posture, letting the makeup artist fix her hair.
Without even a glance at Gu Xiaoer, she spoke lightly, "Gu Xiaoer, I'm not like you. It's not my fault Mr. President took a fancy to me. Climbing up the social ladder on a man's coattails is something I just can't do."
"..." Ai Le felt so nauseated she could vomit.
Guo Ting, hats off to you for putting on such a great White Lotus act!
Ai Le was mocking her inwardly, if not for knowing some insider information, she would probably have been deceived by Guo Ting as well.
But Gu Xiaoer acted as if it didn't affect her, failing to detect Guo Ting's sarcasm and still giggled, "Ah, I'm so envious of you! But, classmate Guo, have you ever met the President? The last time I saw him—tsk tsk—words just can't describe."
