Gu Qimiao didn't know which of her words had gone wrong again. She felt she had already lowered her stance and admitted her mistake. Why was he still angry?
Returning to her previous position, just as she was about to sit down, another figure sat down opposite her faster than she could. Gu Qimiao paused, looking at the woman opposite her. Her delicate brows knitted together. Why was she here too?
Lu Qianwen pointed to the seat opposite with a finger adorned with black nail polish, signaling Gu Qimiao to sit down.
In front of a love rival, one naturally couldn't back down. Gu Qimiao raised her head and sat opposite Lu Qianwen. Seeing through her true nature, Gu Qimiao naturally wouldn't foolishly call her "Sister Qianwen" like before.
She just looked at her, waiting for her to speak.
Lu Qianwen waved to a passing waiter and took two glasses of champagne, giving one to herself and placing one by Gu Qimiao's hand.
