Looking at the back of Weng Jingjing, who was holding her bag in a hurry, Leng Piaoxue held a glass of red wine, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
With her background, how could she let a woman with a mismatched status treat her as her best friend?
Weng Jingjing was only a tool.
Weng Jingjing, who had also walked out of Leng Piaoxue's villa, had a glint in her eyes.
It was no longer important whether Leng Piaoxue treated her as a friend or best friend. What was important was that she could make good use of the power behind Leng Piaoxue and let her step into the upper-class circle to achieve her goals.
Just like that, two women with ulterior motives each had their own goals and became best friends.
After Weng Jingjing returned to her apartment, she poured herself a glass of red wine and sat on the leather sofa, thinking about the possibility of asking Gong Tianhao out.
