43 The Discontinued Version of MG

Gu Weiwei dug into the cake leisurely with her fork and put it into her mouth. The sweetness of the cake was just right, and it must have been a product of a Michelin-starred chef, probably one with three stars.

Seeing My Weiwei ignoring her, Wu Xiulian snorted coldly.

"Do you think that just because you have slept with Fu Hanzheng, you are the daughter-in-law of the Fu Family? Just because you are here because of a man, doesn't necessarily mean that you are a decent aristocrat."

Gu Weiwei took a sip on the fruit juice and said calmly, "I am not sure if I am a decent aristocrat, but the way that Mrs. Meng is talking is making you look like an indecent person."

No women from any aristocratic families would speak in such a mean way at such a formal occasion.

"Who are you swearing at?" Wu Xiulian bellowed with an ashen face.

Gu Weiwei raised her eyebrows and sneered. "Did I refer to you?"