Huang Xingxing, as someone who used to be friends with He Mingzhu, knew a bit about the personalities of their family.
After all, He Mingzhu had shown off Lu Chen's status in front of her before.
"I'm not really friends with He Mingzhu anymore. She's the niece of He Tianhang, the richest man in the Capital," Huang Xingxing told Lu Chen honestly. "Once she climbed up the social ladder, she tossed aside us old neighbors like a pair of worn-out shoes. It's not like we depend on her to make a living, so of course we wouldn't bother ingratiating ourselves with her."
What's more, she realized He Mingzhu had a habit of secretly or openly comparing herself to her.
That so-called best-friend bond naturally became a thing of the past.
Although Huang Xingxing had a mild disposition, she wasn't the type to endure abuse and let He Mingzhu spew her shameless words unchecked.
Lu Chen sighed, "I haven't been in touch with her either. Don't worry."
