Xiang Li's words did not comfort Huang Yue. Instead, it made her expression even stiffer. Huang Yue forced a smile, but she was complaining in her heart.
What did she mean? It was fine if she did not comfort her, but did she also think that she could not compare to Gu Man? How could someone like Gu Man be compared to her?
Huang Yue gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. She tried her best to adjust her emotions. She looked at Xiang Li with a smile and led her to the center of the banquet hall.
There was a microphone in the middle of the banquet. Huang Yue smiled and kept comforting herself that her status was enough to surpass Gu Man. There was nothing to feel inferior about.
Because the light was always following Huang Yue, any action of hers could easily attract the attention of others.
