If Su Suqin was as cunning as Gu Huanan’s mistress, perhaps Qiao Xu would feel so sense of accomplishnt in dealing with Su Suqin.
In the upper-class society circle, outsiders often compared Xue Lan to that mistress, which Xue Lan was aware of.
Because she knew about it, she felt that the little ho wrecker who played the piano was nothing compared to her, the legitimate wife of the Gu Family. So, to elevate her own taste, she would pay for interviews on the financial channel frequently.
She thought her taste had improved, but she didn’t know how those who truly understood the business world mocked her behind her back.
Ignorant yet showing off!
And those who spent their days online acting like professionals found her words sowhat reasonable.
Xue Lan often read the comnts on her interviews, basking in the complints.
Occasionally, when soone made a joke about her, she would assu that the person didn’t know anything and dared to question her as a wealthy wife of a business tycoon.
At that mont, Xue Lan’s sore spot was hit by Qiao Xu’s words, and her face changed instantly.
"You little scoundrel, what are you talking about?"
"Mrs. Gu always talks to others about upbringing, status, and class. In your eyes, people who don’t have your money or your background are just lower-class. But Mrs. Gu, with this ’dirty’ language, no one can see your upbringing."
Compared to Xue Lan’s frustration, Qiao Xu has been indifferent from beginning to end.
"I have a good suggestion for you. Next ti you talk to soone, first straighten your eyes on the top of your head. Of course, if Mrs. Gu is born crooked, that’s forgivable."
"However, with the advancent of dical science, squint can be corrected by surgery. Mrs. Gu, with your noble status and wealth, you should undergo corrective surgery, or it will affect your beauty."
Xue Lan was so angry at Qiao Xu’s cold and sarcastic words that she couldn’t speak.
What’s even more infuriating was that Qiao Xu had always been calm and composed, as if she was genuinely giving her advice.
Not wanting Xue Lan’s face to be twisted enough, Qiao Xu continued, "I’m a doctor. If Mrs. Gu needs help in this area, I can introduce you to my forr colleagues in ophthalmology."
Those who watched were mostly salespeople working in the mall, and in Xue Lan’s words, they were classified as "lower-class people."
But they didn’t dare to offend Xue Lan, while secretly resenting her condescending attitude. Seeing her face contorted by Qiao Xu’s words, they felt incredibly relieved.
"You... you cheap woman..."
Xue Lan was so angry that she wanted to tear Qiao Xu’s mouth apart, but as soon as she made a move, Qiao Xu pulled out her mobile phone and aid it at Xue Lan’s face-
"Mrs. Gu, you are an elegant and intellectual woman on TV. If people see you hitting soone like a shrew and put it online, I guess many people will compare you to President Gu’s confidante."
Xue Lan was indeed frightened by Qiao Xu’s actions, and her raised hand ca down with hatred.
Qiao Xu hooked her lips in satisfaction, her gaze falling on the Black Card she was holding in her hand, saying:
"Are you not planning to give back this card, Mrs. Gu? If this gets out, people might think that President Gu is reluctant to give Mrs. Gu money for the household, and has to resort to stealing other people’s cards to spend."
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