Once inside the door, Chen Yu took off her jacket and the large red rosette, even washing off her meticulously applied makeup.
After meeting Gu Jiaojiao just once, she was thoroughly convinced. In this lifetime, she would never measure up to a woman like her.
"A single look from her is enough to scare someone half to death! How can she be so fierce?"
A hint of longing flashed in Chen Yu's eyes. She would be completely satisfied if she could possess even a tenth of Gu Jiaojiao's imposing aura.
"No, I have to go ask her tomorrow how she cultivated such a presence," she decided.
Right now, Chen Yu was far more interested in Gu Jiaojiao than in Leng Yuan. She didn't harbor any ulterior motives; she simply admired the strong.
Meanwhile, Chen Yan, who had lost face after being terrified by Gu Jiaojiao, couldn't stop cursing. "What the hell does she think she is? She's only throwing her weight around because she knows some big shot leader! Does she really think I'm scared of her?"
