Fang Tiantian’s smile stiffened, and envy and jealousy surged up immediately.
She had been following Princess Mo for so long, and she definitely reaped some benefits.
However, for Princess Mo, jewelry was her life; not to mention herself, even He Yong’er hadn’t been able to snatch a diamond from her hands.
Yet now, Princess Mo could actually gift such luxurious and valuable items to Gu Wenjuan!
This Gu Wenjuan, it was enough that Young Master Yu treated her well, but why would Princess Mo treat her so well also?
It was said that in the afternoon, she even deliberately brought over the person who attacked last night to let Gu Wenjuan deal with him herself.
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Fang Tiantian suppressed the jealousy in her heart and said sweetly, "Princess Mo is really good to you."
Gu Wenjuan, however, seemed somewhat disappointed, "This is just compensation from the store, Princess Mo didn’t care for it, that’s why she gave it to me; speaking of which, I am just picking up leftovers."
Picking up leftovers?
The earrings were clearly suitable for the princess, this wench, she’s benefiting yet playing coy!
A resentful thought flashed through Fang Tiantian’s mind, but she quickly smiled and said, "That’s true, only the things Princess Mo doesn’t care for would end up cheap for you."
Gu Wenjuan managed a forced smile and soon was ready to head out.
At the masquerade, the masks were officially provided, with various colors available, matched according to the color of your outfit.
Gu Wenjuan wore a sapphire blue dress today and quickly received a dark blue mask, while Fang Tiantian got a pink mask.
As they walked in, everyone had already put on their masks; looking at the masks, the bustling crowd looked much the same.
The venue was large; Gu Wenjuan, watching the high society members come and go, felt a little thrilled and started searching among the crowd.
This was a chance encounter ball; if she really encountered the person destined for her, that would indeed be fate.
Soon, Gu Wenjuan spotted a tall silver-gray figure in the crowd.
He had a tall, striking posture, elegantly impressive, and even with a mask, Gu Wenjuan could recognize him from his side profile at a glance—this was Si Qiao.
The person in front of him was a bit shorter, equally graceful.
Sensing Gu Wenjuan’s gaze on him, Si Qiao quickly turned to look over.
His stern and deep eyes, upon catching sight of the earrings in her ears, the brows under his mask already furrowed.
Gu Wenjuan’s heart skipped a beat, her cheeks heating up as she walked step by step towards him.
Si Qiao quickly looked away, listening to Ou Feng’s incessant chatter, "Girls love to meet their soul mates at these kinds of events; the lights will go off for ten seconds later, just find the person and nothing else matters, invite her to dance!"
Upon hearing this, Si Qiao began to fantasize.
It seemed he had never danced with Mo Shu before.
Even during the engagement party, they only stood together for a few minutes without even dancing.
Hearing this again, Si Qiao snorted, "Why should I invite her to dance when she hasn’t even invited me?"
Ou Feng was a bit exasperated, saying, "My Young Master Yu! It’s just this one chance! You can’t wait for the girls to take the initiative!"
As Gu Wenjuan heard this, her heart skipped, and with blushing cheeks, she cautiously said, "Um, could I invite you to dance later?"
As she spoke, she looked at Si Qiao.
Si Qiao’s brows deeply furrowed, spotting the earrings she wore, a surge of unnamed anger rose up, and he coldly snorted, "No."