"Has Lu Qing received the invitation card?"
Mother Mo looked at her daughter with a puzzled expression: "Wan'er, are you still hung up on Lu Qing?"
"He was mine to begin with."
"But he's already married."
Mo Wenwan scoffed, "So what if he's married? Divorce can solve that. Besides, I still have Mr. Jiu backing me, don't I?"
At this point, Mo Qian, knowing how to curry favor with his sister, joined in the fun: "That's right, Sis. After tomorrow night, I guarantee the entire Yan Jing will regard you as a princess. Even I'll benefit from your light!"
Thinking about that scene, Mo Wenwan felt so excited she nearly trembled. It was her lifelong dream!
She wanted everyone who had ever looked down on her to grovel at her feet! She wanted to ruthlessly slap Qin Miaomiao in the face!
At this moment, Qin Miaomiao felt a bit anxious when she received the invitation card.
"Honey, the invitation card is embossed in gold. The specs make it look rather high-end."