When Su Lianxi stood up, she met Ning Yichen's cold and disdainful gaze, which sent a fierce shiver down her spine.
Clenching her fists, Su Lianxi stood her ground and returned his look with a sweet smile.
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"Yichen, you're too impulsive!" Mrs. Ning looked at him with dissatisfaction.
Ning Yichen had already calmed down, "Mom, what exactly happened?"
Mrs. Ning sighed, "I know you dislike her, and I can't stand to see that insincere face of hers either. But somehow, this girl has managed to curry favor with the President's wife! Now that she has the President's wife's support, we can't treat her like we used to!"
Ning Yichen scoffed as if he had heard some ludicrous joke, his voice cold, "Her? Gaining favor with the President's wife?"
