After so pleasantries, everyone took their seats.
Lucy wasn’t anyone important, so naturally, she could only sit at the end of the long table.
She raised her voice deliberately, "Sumr, didn’t you say you’d be bringing soone with you today? Where’s your plus one?"
Xiyan, who was in the middle of cutting her steak, paused slightly.
The girl sitting next to Lucy imdiately caught on, smiling mischievously, "Yeah, we’ve all been waiting. Will they be picking you up later?"
Xiyan pressed her lips together.
Mu Zeyu quickly tried to smooth things over, "It’s really unfortunate, Young Master Ou had sothing co up today, so he couldn’t accompany Sumr."
Hearing this, Lucy beca even more pleased and continued in a sarcastic tone, "Sumr, your plus one isn’t doing their duty. You should keep them in check. What’s more important than being with your fiancée?"
Xiyan glanced up at Lucy, said nothing, and continued cutting her steak.
Lucy’s face darkened several shades.
She clenched her knife and fork tightly.
This Sumr, who are they trying to impress?
Dumped trash, yet has the nerve to give her attitude here.
Wasn’t it just a mont ago that you were crying in the bathroom?
Throughout the entire al, Xiyan found no pleasure in eating.
Finally finding a mont to escape, she walked out and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the hallway, letting the cold air wash over her.
Ou Jue by now is probably at the hospital, right?
Accompanying Anna, surely?
No, just thinking about it, tears began to well up again from the injustice.
Xiyan held back with all her might.
Just then, a teasing voice ca over, "Isn’t this Sumr? Why are you out here catching a cold by yourself?"
Turning her head, she saw it was Lucy, who had been causing her trouble at the table.
It seed like this was their first eting, without any past grievances, so why was Lucy targeting her?
Xiyan spoke calmly, "Do you need sothing?"
"Just ca to check on our spokesperson, after all, getting dumped doesn’t feel good," Lucy sneered with her wine glass in hand.
Recalling how Lucy had seen her crying in the bathroom earlier, Xiyan coldly retorted, "Do I know you? Who do you think you are to mock ?"
Lucy’s expression turned sowhat sour, "Do you really think you’re so great? Stop putting on airs. If it weren’t for Ou Jue, you wouldn’t have landed this comrcial. Without him, you’d be just like , a third-rate model!"
Xiyan smirked, "So you do know you’re just a third-rate model?"
"You..."
Xiyan stood up straight, "Please move aside, Miss Third-Rate Model. I have to get back. After all, unlike so people, if I disappear for half a day, people will notice."
With that, she stepped around Lucy to leave.
Lucy’s face turned pale with anger, and she suddenly threw her drink at Xiyan, "What are you acting so cocky for? Thinking you’re all that. Wasn’t it you hiding in the bathroom, crying just now? Stop pretending!"
Although Xiyan wasn’t hit by the drink, she stumbled while trying to dodge, ending up kneeling on one knee on the ground.
Hiss.
The pain in her knee was sharp.
She turned to look.
Seeing this, Lucy covered her mouth and giggled, "Oh my, what’s our spokesperson lady doing? Why are you kneeling so suddenly? It’s not New Year’s, I don’t have any pocket money to give you."
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