Shelley took a deep drag from her cigarette.
If Lin Zhenxin remembered correctly, Shelley was only a year older than her, just 23.
When they first met, her face, which never wore makeup, was now replaced with heavy makeup.
"I started hating you when Sister Wang favored you and strongly recommended you for the night program host position," Shelley said.
These words, Shelley had never confided in anyone else before.
Lin Zhenxin said nothing.
"I'm prettier than you, our internship performance is about the same, so why... Just because Sister Wang favored you, you got ahead of me?" Shelley was unconvinced, feeling that the efforts she put in were never as effective as Lin Zhenxin's smile.
No matter how hard she worked, others seemed to prefer Lin Zhenxin just a little more.
The night show host position, which now seemed beneath her, was once more important than her dignity to the competitive version of herself back then...
She was genuinely unwilling to accept it!
