"Don't misunderstand, I really didn't mean it that way." Wu Menglan's tears were about to fall, "Can you believe me, please?"
"Oh dear! Sister Menglan, please don't cry, none of us are bullying you here. If someone with ill intent found out, it would become news about some D-list celebrity meeting a rich guy, getting humiliated by the actual partner, and leaving in tears. I believe Sister Menglan wouldn't want to see such headlines!"
Wu Menglan was already provoked by Mi Lu's comment about D-list celebrities. After all, Wu Menglan was an international model and should be considered A-list, yet Mi Lu made her sound so despicable.
Wu Menglan was so focused on being angry that she forgot this was all her own doing, all the disgrace was self-inflicted.
Nobody forced her into this; it was she who volunteered to be humiliated.
"Mi Lu, you sure know how to joke." Wu Menglan pulled an awkward smile. "With that sharp tongue, you could do stand-up comedy."
