'Guiying's' gaze burned with resentnt and mockery. She felt a tremble within her as the real Guiying shook to receive a card from MrPerfect.
"You don't learn your lesson, don't you?" She clenched her jaw.
'Guiying' tore apart the crumpled card and threw it in the dustbin. Her body tingled with an urge to punch soone.
"You bastard! I guess my best friend isn't enough for you anymore. You hugged her. You kissed her. But you are still sending cards to CherryBlossom?" She burst into laughter. "What a joke! What do you want, MrPerfect? Aren't you living a cozy life with your girlfriend?"
'She' rembered the picture going viral where Jun and Ai embraced in an intimate pose.
"When you have MissImperfectlyFine, why is CherryBlossom needed? Wasn't this dumb girl inside always being used by you? The nerve of you…to ask to et you…" 'she' narrowed her eyes.
"I wonder what you will have to say to ? Isn't your relationship already public now? Or do you wish this dumb girl to beco your mistress? Screw up two friends together? Hahaha!"
'She' felt an annoying headache when she felt a protest inside her. took out a cigarette and puffed out a stream of smoke. "Ah, dear. That's why you are useless. You want to et him? And then? Is there anything left to talk about at this point? In fact, I want to strangle him. He is cuddling and cozying up to Zhou Ai but secretly sending flowers and cards to Cai Guiying."
'She' smiled. "But it's okay if he wants to et us," she chuckled as she rested her head back on her chair, "I want to see how far can MrPerfect degrade himself? I want to hear what he has to say to after declaring his relationship with Zhou Ai. It will be so amusing~"
The door then opened, and Zhan Yahui stepped in. But as soon as she did, she coughed, feeling the burning sll of cigarettes. "W-what is this?"
She waved her hand in the air, trying to dissipate the smoke and kept coughing. "What is going on here?"
Her gaze fell on 'Guiying', who was casually holding the cigarette between her fingers that touched her lips. She stared at her hard before she spoke, "Since when do you smoke, Guiying?"
'She' raised her brow and smiled. "Zhan Yahui. I always smoked."
"What nonsense. I never saw you smoking before," she looked at her dumbfounded.
"That's because I never smoked in front of you before. Does it really matter? It's not against Dream High rules or anything like that," she smiled.
Zhan Yahui slightly squinted her eyes. She felt Guiying acted differently from before. Her expression and her posture seed odd compared to how Guiying used to normally behave.
She glanced at her from top to bottom. "...Are you okay? You seem different today."
'Guiying' shrugged. "Why won't I be? Life is going so amazing, isn't it? My best friend won the Summit, and she also has a boyfriend now. All are singing her praises. She is the becoming the face of the writing world now. She must be so happy. So tell , what's new? Is Dream High giving up on because I lost the Summit?"
"Bullshit! As if I will let them. You are CherryBlossom," Zhan Yahui pointed out. "Nothing can shake your position so easily. Don't think about useless things."
She tilted her head and watched her.
She never really talked that way. What's wrong with her?
"Anyway, I ca to tell you about sothing."
"About the Shanghai festival?"
She blinked. "How do you know?"
'Guiying' peered at her and lazily smiled. "Nothing. I just know. So what about it? Am I invited?"
Zhan Yahui flipped out the request from The Creative Sense. "Yes. They want you to give a seminar. You didn't win the Summit, but you still qualified for the finals. Naturally-"
'She' chuckled. "You pulled so strings, didn't you? I am not invited. Don't bother lying."
Zhan Yahui said nothing. But she was surprised to see her so sharply asking that question. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't bluff that Guiying wasn't really invited.
"Winners get it all."
Zhan Yahui narrowed her eyes. "You better don't bring your self-respect here. Even if I have arranged it, you will go to the fest."
'Guiying' waved her hand. "Chill. I didn't say that I won't go. In fact, I have a very strong reason to be there. Seems like sobody else wants to be there too," she mysteriously smiled.
Zhan Yahui raised her brow. "You are…really acting differently today."
"People change, Zhan Yahui. They don't stay the sa for their entire lives. Otherwise, people keep fooling us the entire ti. It's better to change at the right ti rather than regret later," 'she' sneered.
"I told you many tis before not to underestimate Zhou Ai, but you were too busy playing your friendship ga. At least now, I hope you co back to your senses."
Zhan Yahui kept the flyer on the table and said, "Go through it. I will create a plan for your seminar soon."
"Sure."
Zhan Yahui kept her gaze fixed at her for a mont and left.
'Guiying' never even glanced at the flyer. Instead, her mind was sowhere else.
"I wonder…just how many won have you played with? I rember sothing. Wasn't there soone else who knows you too, MrPerfect? Another won who claid that you two were good friends. But I wonder how much of that is true?" 'she' mocked in disdain. "After all, MrPerfect's words look good only on cards but in reality, they are nothing but poison."
'Guiying' lazily took her phone and unlocked it. She stared at a certain app on her screen and opened it. The app was updated a day ago, so it asked for the user ID and password again to login for security asures.
Staring at the Reading Point app, 'she' typed the userna on the screen - Warlord.
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