Li Youjia quickly blended in with the other parents, leaving only Chen Xixi, whom no parents cared to interact with.
It was obvious to anyone with eyes that Chen Xixi was simply not part of their circle.
As Li Youjia chatted with the other parents, she couldn't help but glance over at Chen Xixi a few times, feeling an uncontrollable sense of pride. Being good-looking was futile in their social circles without the embellishment of material wealth.
Why would Xu Yichen give up on her, a dazzling diamond, for that rustic bumpkin?
With this thought, her sense of superiority surged, and the sense of crisis that had crept up was momentarily dispelled.
Just as a smug smile was about to form on her lips, her skirt got tugged several times with force. She looked down and saw Congcong, the little brat, tugging at the hand-embroidered flowers on her dress.
