"Qianqian, how did you know...?" Chu Ci asked in a low voice.
"What?" Luo Qianqian turned around in shock, looking at Chu Ci. Was it really true?
"Even your friend can tell you're no good!" Wang Yean gloated as she looked at Chu Ci.
Luo Qianqian looked disdainfully at Wang Yean, "I don't know if your understanding was taught by the gym teacher or the gatekeeper, my point is, Chu Ci is a calamitous beauty, yes, I'm complimenting her looks. You don't have that ability, with your narrow forehead and petty, small eyes. If I were a guy, I'd choose Chu Ci too—this charm, this style, this appearance, even as a vase at home, she'd be perfect. She's pleasing to the eye." Seeing Chu Ci's cheeks turn slightly red, she continued with a cheeky grin, "But Chu Ci could live off her looks, yet she chooses to rely on her talent. Talent, do you know what that is? Oh, you don't have that..."
"Qianqian..." Chu Ci tugged on Luo Qianqian's arm, pointing at the slowly gathering crowd, "Let's go first."
