The two haven't seen each other for a long time.
Unexpectedly, when I heard her name again, I was told that Jiang Xiachu's face was disfigured.
That’s too much, girls all love to be beautiful.
Su Jieyu couldn't imagine how sad Jiang Xiachu must be feeling right now.
It’s a pity that I don’t have a suitable identity, otherwise Su Jieyu would have wanted to come and visit me.
My mood, which was originally quite good, instantly became depressed after I learned all this.
Only Meng Anyao next to her was heartless. Not satisfied with already having a set of cosmetics boxes, she actually set her eyes on the separate set.
"Mom, you see this last trick is useless anyway, why don't you leave it to me."
Su Jieyu had not yet completely recovered from her sadness, and couldn't help but look at her in surprise when she heard that.
"You already have one, why do you need this?"
"Well, cosmetics will be used up anyway, and the packaging will become dirty and unsightly after a while."
Meng Anyao spoke with confidence, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what she said.
"Just leave this set to me. I'll replace it with a new one when I've used the current one for a while."
I really don't know how she developed these bad habits.
It would be fine if she didn't use these precious cosmetics sparingly, but she actually wasted them like this.
Su Jieyu was really helpless, and did not respond to her words directly, but only said lightly:
"You've already received the gifts, you should be satisfied now."
"While it's still early, you should go back to your room and practice hard. The number of places allocated to the capital city in the art troupe is very small."
"You have to be more prepared than others to have a chance of being selected."
As she spoke, Su Jieyu pulled the extra cosmetics box into her room and found a place to put it.
Although Jiang Xiachu has broken off her engagement with Lu Huaiyan, her love for this girl remains unchanged.
I'd better wait until I have the chance in the future before giving it to Jiang Xiachu.
Meng Anyao, who was left alone on the sofa, pouted her lips in displeasure.
"I really don't know what my mother is thinking about every day. No matter how few quotas the art troupe allocates to Beijing, what does it have to do with me?"
"Not only do I have a good image, I'm also a very good dancer, and I come from an excellent family, so how could I not be chosen?"
Meng Anyao was still confident about this matter.
But nothing is absolute, and she still couldn't help but worry that something might go wrong.
Originally, she wanted to make preparations for both situations. While practicing dancing well, she also asked her parents to help her with relationships to see if she could be exempted from the assessment and admitted directly.
However, she didn't expect that as soon as she finished speaking, she received strong opposition from both Meng Huaizhou and Su Jieyu, who even criticized her harshly for this matter.
"Why do you have such an idea? Are you different from other contestants because you are our daughter?"
"The cultural troupe election requires fairness and justice. If you come from a good family, you should set an example for others."
Meng Anyao had a delicate personality to begin with, so she couldn't bear this kind of pressure and felt very aggrieved at the time.
"Don't you think about it? My mother is Su Jieyu. If I get eliminated accidentally, how will others look at me?"
"The reason I want you to help me with my connections is that I don't want to embarrass my mother and I want to save face."
"It's all just sophistry."
Su Jieyu shook her head and couldn't help showing her disappointment towards Meng Anyao.
"I'd rather you lose the election than be a good and honest kid."
"Don't even think about asking for help from someone else. Just stay home and practice your dance. I will supervise you strictly and won't allow anyone to show favoritism to you."
That night, Meng Anyao was so angry that she threw her pillow out the door, but her parents didn't feel any sympathy.
Their attitude is very firm, and it is impossible to get through the back door.
Meng Anyao really had no other choice but to rely on her own strength to practice dancing.
No matter what, she must stay with Lu Huaiyan.
Thinking of this, her fighting spirit was suddenly rekindled. She no longer felt tired and immediately went into the room to practice dancing.
Su Jieyu put her things in the room, and when she came out and saw this scene, she felt a little relieved.
He turned around again and waved at Meng Wanyue.
"Wanyue, Auntie wants to ask you to do me a favor."
Having just received the gift from Su Jieyu, Meng Wanyue naturally agreed to everything and nodded hurriedly:
"Aunt, you don't have to be polite to me, just tell me."
"Good boy, I have to go to a performance later, so I really can't spare the time. I'm also worried about Jiang Xiachu's condition."
"Can you please go to the Pei family for me and ask Mr. Pei to get some ointment and send it to Jiang Xiachu?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Wanyue's heart immediately went on alert.
She really didn't expect that Su Jieyu, who had only met Jiang Xiachu a few times, could be fascinated by her. It was simply outrageous.
I really don’t know what’s so good about that bitch!
Meng Wanyue's resistance was particularly strong, and her first reaction was that she was unwilling to go.
Just as the words of refusal were on the tip of her tongue, she suddenly thought of Mr. Pei and Pei Yunchen, and thought that this was a good opportunity to get close to them, so she nodded and agreed immediately.
"Okay, auntie, just leave this matter to me. I'll go right away."
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