Gu Wenjuan always desperately tried to forget her origins and past experiences.
But it seemed that the pettiness she carried in her bones had never been properly addressed.
Gu Wenjuan's smile became awkward for a moment.
He Yong'er, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious as she said, "I know, you won't change much in a short while, but still, you've got to learn."
"Learn?" Gu Wenjuan felt that this word was particularly unpleasant.
Mo Shu, due to his prestigious family background, had naturally developed a certain delicate air from a young age.
Everyone who saw Princess Mo would invariably compliment her grandeur.
Indeed, the noble air of Princess Mo was something she couldn't conceal even with the smallest gesture.
But why did she, who wasn't born with such qualities, have to learn them?
Gu Wenjuan felt once again that this world was inherently unfair.
