Gu Qingli turned to see An Yeqian and the group around her, whose eyes were not kind.
Her pupils shrank sharply and she sighed, predicting that the woman was obviously looking for trouble, but An was now her own mother-in-law, and she could not say anything.
Gu Qingli sighed in her heart, turned around and said hello politely, "Auntie, I'm here to buy some things."
"It seems that anyone here can get in and you won't know who they are."
"You!"
Gu Qingli, with a pale complexion, bit her lower lip, but did not surrender to her scolding.
"What am I doing? Am I wrong? You are just a woman who clings to the rich and powerful, and you don’t see what you look like. "
The people around them all covered their lips and ridiculed, and the waiters around them bowed their heads and dared not speak. None of these people dared to offend them.