Bai Lin could hear the hostility in her words. She picked up the glass of blueberry juice and took a sip. She smiled and said, "Well said. Then you should get it for her yourself, in case she thinks that your family can't afford it."
"Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers at Yueyue?" The heiress beside Yan Yue immediately stood up to speak up for Yan Yue like a little guard. She did not know much about Yan Yue. After all, Yan Yue's haughty personality had long been known among the socialites.
She wanted to put on a good show and set Yan Yue up to vent her anger for being stepped on by her at the same time.
With that thought in mind, she began to provoke Bai Lin in Yan Yue's name. "Our Yueyue's someone who could get into Miliye University! You won't be able to compare even in eight lifetimes!"
Yan Yue furrowed her brows slightly and gave the young lady a sidelong glance.
