She crossed her arms, let out a cold laugh, her face full of arrogant disdain.
"Nan Shuyun, do you now understand the gap between us? Understand why you, clearly the daughter of the Nan family, are the one abandoned by the family? What can you bring to the Nan family? With my current connections and status in the design circle, what do you have to compare with me? Your ridiculous bond of blood?
Do you even know that after the Paris Fashion Week, I will officially join the Nan family's company, so what does blood ties count for?"
Nan Shuyun's eyes were a bit red, looking at the glamorous and exquisitely made-up woman in front of her, she felt a bit sickened inside.
All that glitters is not gold; inside, it is nothing but ruined cloth!
On the surface, she appears glamorous, but her inner self and her pompous face are extremely ugly!
