Chapter 437: Chapter 437

She was just someone who hadn’t been born with the right womb.

What had she done wrong?

Why did these people always look down on her, laugh at her?

If she had been raised in a different family, with a different social status, she might not necessarily be inferior to Princess Mo.

But everyone only saw Princess Mo and not her.

And Gu Wenjuan could only seem dim and colorless under her brilliance.

Didn’t Princess Mo have any flaws?

She was bad-tempered, domineering, uncultured, and arrogant.

While she, despite her humble origins, was universally acknowledged for her good temper, kindness, gentleness, and politeness—qualities that all the older generation liked in her.

Not like Princess Mo, who could pretend and act, full of lies, even deceiving that man who seemed like a god, making him dance to her tune!

Gu Wenjuan had always been unwilling to accept this.

Initially, Young Master Yu had liked her. Then why, later on, had his gaze been so completely captivated by that hypocritical woman, Mo Shu?

Was it just because she was beautiful?

Gu Wenjuan felt that she was not inferior to her!

Was it just because she was carrying his child?

The child was long gone, it was all fake, but Young Master Yu, like an idiot, allowed himself to be fooled and lied to!

The more Gu Wenjuan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and tears streamed down her face.

"Hey, Wenjuan, don’t cry. The world is inherently unfair."

"Yeah, you can only learn from now on. Slowly but surely, all the luck in the world will be yours."

"You’re really admirable. If I had your background, I’d definitely not be able to achieve what you have. You’ve already done so well, Wenjuan."

"Don’t cry. Let’s go to the tea party together tomorrow; we can chat and go shopping."

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When she parted with them, Gu Wenjuan felt much calmer.

They were all genuine heiresses with manners and cultivation that truly fit their high status.

By spending more time with them, Gu Wenjuan felt she might be able to get closer and closer to becoming like them.

Not necessarily on par with Princess Mo, but at the very least, she had to become a real heiress.

The tea party arranged by Fang Tiantian and the others was at two in the afternoon.

Gu Wenjuan didn’t hesitate and took the day off.

The work at the secretariat wasn’t too extensive. As a newcomer, Gu Wenjuan always did menial tasks like photocopying and making coffee. It was easy but tedious.

The chief secretary quickly inquired about the reason and approved the leave.

Arriving at the venue, the heiresses began to critiqued Gu Wenjuan’s attire.

They quickly dragged her out shopping.

The stores they visited were not the Chanel, Gucci, or Hermes that Gu Wenjuan expected, but rather some brands she had often seen but never knew the names of.

By the end of the day, Gu Wenjuan had spent a lot of money.

Although it pained her, her heart was nevertheless satisfied.

In the following days, she would occasionally join their tea parties and participate in some of their conversations.

At first, Gu Wenjuan couldn’t fit in, but she quickly became one of them.

However, over the next two weeks—ten working days—Gu Wenjuan had taken six days off.

Every time, her reasons were varied and colourful.

The chief secretary was somewhat angry, and by the third time, he no longer intended to approve her leave but hesitated because of Gu Wenjuan’s possible special relationship with the president.

After all, Gu Wenjuan’s profile was on the rise, treating the office staff to coffee and snacks every day, with a chauffeured car for her commute. If not for confidence, how could she afford such spending?