Lu Zitong looked at the woman in front of her, feeling waves of jealousy. The woman wore the latest Chanel outfit, was carrying a classic Hermes bag, not to mention the ridiculously expensive Prada shoes on her feet.
Lu Zitong squinted in discontent; what made her most envious wasn't the woman's outrageously expensive ensemble, but her naturally youthful and fair face even without makeup. Lu Zitong wears makeup all year round, causing her skin to become dull and rough. The worse it gets, the more she tries to cover up, resulting in thicker and thicker makeup. As she looked at the woman in front of her, she became increasingly angry! Having Qiu Zi at home was enough to vex her, and now there's another one!
Why are there more beautiful women in the world than her?
Why don't these women all just die?
These thoughts frequently crossed Lu Zitong's mind whenever she saw Qiu Zi, and now, upon seeing Bai Yiran, she had the same thoughts again.
