Gu Wenjuan's face lost all traces of a smile, her complexion slightly pale.
Before leaving, Mrs. Wen said, "By the way, Manling, next time before you make friends, make sure to open your eyes wide and look carefully. Not everyone deserves to be befriended. If you make another friend like her, you'll get yourself into trouble. It's not worth it, don't you think?"
Yao Manling laughed awkwardly, unable to speak.
The group of women elegantly walked away, Yao Manling glanced at Gu Wenjuan and said, "Wenjuan, don't take it to heart, she just has a sharp tongue, actually..."
"Actually what?" Gu Wenjuan stared at her, eyes red-rimmed, "Actually, she's kind-hearted? Or actually, she's even more malicious?"
Yao Manling was at a loss for words, stumbling over her words, "Wenjuan..."
Gu Wenjuan began to cry, "Sister Manling, how could this happen? I never offended them. Why are they treating me like this!"
