Gu Jin'er's expression slightly changed, maintaining the titular elegance of a young lady with a forced smile: "Huang Qian, you are sharper-tongued than I imagined, no wonder Jinghang didn't choose you."
Listening to Gu Jin'er's cutting and heart-piercing words, Qin Yiren instantly lost her appetite.
The slight advantage she just gained in front of Gu Jin'er paled in comparison to the pain of losing Bo Jinghang.
Everyone could understand her feelings at this moment, and when looking at Gu Jin'er, they all showed a sympathetic gaze, knowing that over the years, Gu Jin'er had come to thoroughly despise Huang Qian for stealing Bo Jinghang away.
Now, finally waiting for the day when the situation reversed, it's feared that she could do anything excessive.
Looking down at the pale-faced Qin Yiren, Gu Jin'er curved her scarlet lips into a satisfied smile, gracefully sitting at the opposite dining table, arm in arm with Bo Jinghang.
