Gu Congsheng bore the hatred in her heart, pretending as if nothing had happened this morning, indeed uploaded a photo of Gu Xiaoer and Han Luoli, and even sent her blessings.
Only she knew how fake those blessings were.
Once again, the group chat exploded with messages.
"Somehow, I feel like the president and his wife are a perfect match!"
"Agree! They're super compatible! I never expected the president to have such a gentle side, such enviable love!"
"Don't be envious, not everyone is as lucky as his wife!"
"..."
Gu Congsheng gritted her teeth, her jaw muscles tensing visibly—it was clear she was exerting a lot of force.
She really hated Gu Xiaoer, why did she get to find the president while she was spurned by others? And still had to reluctantly wish them well?
She wished the two of them would die!
No, she must do something, she wouldn't let Gu Xiaoer have it easy!
The President's office.
