"Oh, I see." Cui Yingying didn't notice anything unusual and said with a hint of sourness, "It's just as well, you don't know how much those two on stage were showing off earlier, what's so great about knowing President Sun a few days earlier than me?"
She believed she also deserved to be on that stage.
Shan Yiyi didn't want to undermine her friend's platform, thinking that merely cozying up to a sugar daddy isn't enough to stand there.
One could only say that a sugar daddy could provide a fair stage for competition.
In the end, you still need solid skills of your own.
Of course, if you only have skills without the backing of a sugar daddy, everything would be pointless.
"Alright, less talk and keep smiling like me, they're coming over." Shan Yiyi reminded her friend.
Cui Yingying, of course, was a professionally trained actress; although her acting skills weren't impeccable, her fake smile was top-notch.
