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When Luo Peirou left Tinglan Waterside, her face was ashen. Stomping on the accelerator, she roared away, only feeling slightly relieved as she listened to the howling sound of her car.
In Luo Peirou's eyes, what was high was high, and what was low was low.
For families like theirs in the wealthy circle, marriage partners were usually from equal social standings. Qiao Xinran, with her family background, was already reaching high by being with Mo Yichen, let alone Qin Yuji, who came from grassroot origins.
In the past, she could still be considered as the adopted daughter of the mayor, barely acceptable in the upper class circles.
But then, the mayor was demoted, and she wasn't even the adopted daughter of the mayor anymore, all alone without even the status of women from small families; why should she be able to climb to Chi Jingxuan and step up to glory, and even trample on her?