Then someone poured a drink, and Gu Mian saw a slender woman with heavy makeup laughing, "Our goddess Gu is truly a goddess; after all these years, she's as stunning as ever. No wonder all the boys go crazy when they see her."
"No, no." Gu Mian quickly replied modestly, "I won't drink. You all have fun. I have an important guest over there."
"Now that our goddess Gu is the President's secretary, it's no surprise she looks down on us, not even willing to share a drink," a woman in the crowd remarked somewhat sarcastically.
"Don't say that; our goddess Gu is just too busy." A male classmate immediately defended Gu Mian, then handed a glass of wine to her, "Goddess, would you honor us with a drink?"
"I don't drink." Gu Mian refused, her expression turning from initial amusement to indifference, sensing little goodwill from these people.
"Don't be like that, it's just one drink," the male classmate urged.
"I really don't drink." Gu Mian remained firm in her refusal.
