Li Jiaojiao deliberately refrained from making conversation, as she had always been accustomed to being proud and having others vie for her attention to talk to her. She felt that Xu Tingting should do the same, but after waiting for a while, there was no response.
Only then did Li Jiaojiao shift her gaze from her phone and scrutinize Xu Tingting, her eyes unabashedly bold and audacious.
"Miss Xu, is the cake tasty?"
Xu Tingting nodded, "It's quite good."
"Naturally, the pastry chef was hired from a dessert shop to make it. I don't like eating those cheap things; only high-end pastries can match our status. Don't you agree, Miss Xu?"
Xu Tingting let out a laugh, "I don't dare to agree."
Li Jiaojiao's face instantly turned sour.
She glanced at the cake that Xu Tingting had barely eaten, leaving two-thirds untouched.
Acting pretentious!
She scoffed inwardly with disdain, leaned back in her chair, and started texting her friends to complain.
