Qiao Anxin was very happy.
Because the more Gong Zeli was interested in that slut, the higher her chances were.
Tonight was a great opportunity.
It was easy for a man to get drunk.
As long as Gong Zeli was drunk, her chances would be even greater.
To Qiao Anxin, success or failure depended on tonight.
If everything went well… she could become Gong Zeli's woman tonight.
She naturally had countless ways to make him unable to leave her.
Just like Su Ze.
Qiao Anxin had always known that she couldn't compare to Qiao Mianmian in terms of looks. Even if she deliberately did plastic surgery to look like her, she was still inferior.
Hence, she was more willing to work on other things.
To men, looks were only temporary.
But if… she could satisfy him, it would be different.
She couldn't compare to Qiao Mianmian in terms of looks.
But in other aspects… she was confident.
