"How dare you insult me?" Kong Lijuan was trembling with rage. If it weren't for Xu Qinghuan, she would have gotten the job at the lighting factory. But just in time, Xu Qinghuan turned up out of nowhere.
"Haven't I already insulted you? If you want to fight, I don't mind joining you!"
Xu Qinghuan held a milk candy in her mouth, her voice soft and sticky. She was incredibly beautiful, and at this moment, her wide deer-like eyes stared fiercely, one cheek puffed out adorably, instantly attracting the attention of half the carriage.
Everyone felt she was glowing with whiteness, and her eyes shone brightly.
People have a natural yearning for beautiful things. When they looked at Kong Lijuan, with her coarse dark skin, arched brows, and ordinary eyes, her originally unremarkable face now twisted in anger, she was almost unbearable to look at.