Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend

Chapter 822: Chapter 822: I Don’t Deserve to Be Called Sister

Gu Jin pointed at Zhen Lingling, who was sitting in front of the mirror, and said casually, "I’m here to see her, there’s something I’d like to discuss privately. I hope you all can give us some space."

One of the girls in a white dress stared at Gu Jin’s elegant and refined appearance, a strong jealousy flashing between her brows.

She sneered, "Who do you think you are, daring to boss us around?"

The girls around her chimed in, "Exactly, where did this wild girl come from? Such bad manners!"

"Do we have to do whatever you say? Really overestimating yourself!"

"Who do you think you are—"

Faced with the surrounding girls chattering away, their words lacking any restraint, spewing whatever filthy words came to mind, Gu Jin’s gaze was indescribably cold.

Her icy voice rang out at the right moment, "Have you said your piece?"

The light emitted from Gu Jin’s gaze was from the perspective of someone accustomed to looking down from a higher position, even a casual glance carried a subtle authority.

The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, facing her vague pressure, all showed unpleasant expressions.

Even though Gu Jin looked about the same age as them, the aura she exuded made them unable to withstand it.

"If you’ve said your piece, then please get out!"

The girl in the white dress was red with anger.

Yet, because she feared the pressure emanating from Gu Jin, she didn’t dare to act rashly.

Faced with Gu Jin’s disdainful gaze, she spoke with a sense of oppression, "You—"

"You all go out first."

At this time, Zhen Lingling spoke.

She still hadn’t turned around but was observing Gu Jin, who stood in the dressing room, through the mirror in front of her.

She reached out to pick up the earring on the table, gently putting it on, seemingly unaffected by Gu Jin’s arrival.

The seven or eight girls in the room, hearing Zhen Lingling speak, all left the room one after another.

Before stepping out of the dressing room, several cautious glances were directed at Gu Jin.

The door was closed by someone, and Gu Jin stepped towards Zhen Lingling.

She didn’t look at Zhen Lingling, who was putting on the earrings, but instead stood in front of the dressing table, looking at the glossy and magnificent jewelry on the table.

In a previous life, she had also been engaged to Liu Bochang.

At that time, her engagement ceremony, although lively like today, had far less importance than what the Zhen Family placed on Zhen Lingling.

Just looking at the jewelry worth hundreds of thousands in front of her, and the expensive and exquisite dress Zhen Lingling was wearing, it was evident how much Zhen Youzhi and He Yuchun valued her.

Some things remained unchanged, past life or present.

Even if the Zhen Family sent Zhen Lingling to the Liu Family as a pawn, Zhen Youzhi and He Yuchun still adored this daughter of theirs dearly.

Gu Jin picked up a black tube of lipstick from the table, its exterior without any patterns.

She opened it, revealing the bright red inside.

Grasping the lipstick in her hand, Gu Jin slowly turned around.

Glancing at Zhen Lingling with her delicate makeup, the hand holding the lipstick slowly extended towards the other person.

Zhen Lingling squinted her eyes slightly, staring at Gu Jin without moving.

Until the cool lipstick touched her lips, her eyes quivered slightly, desperately trying to restrain the desire to retreat.

Gu Jin carefully and gently applied the vibrant lipstick to her.

Her movements were swift, quickly finishing the application.

Gu Jin stood behind Zhen Lingling, looking at the girl in the mirror, red lips slightly curved, "Truly beautiful."

Zhen Lingling looked at the lipstick applied by Gu Jin, a look of disgust flashing in her eyes.

Not knowing what came to mind, she curved her lips in a smile resembling Gu Jin’s, "Should I be calling you sister?"

Gu Jin let out a soft laugh, "This ’sister’, I’m not worthy of it."

She casually placed the lipstick back on the dressing table, her body lightly leaning against the table, her gaze faintly resting on Zhen Lingling.