Madam Xue took out her phone and found a photo. "Everyone, take a good look. This is Young Master Gu attending the banquet with Xi Xi last August. Miss Zhao, if Xi Xi is really a mistress, could Young Master Gu so brazenly bring her to attend high society banquets?
"Moreover, the people of high society all know that Qiao Xi is Gu Moling's fiancee. This is a marriage that was arranged years ago!"
In the photo, Qiao Xi was standing with the other entrepreneurs. She was wearing a light-colored dress and had light makeup on. She looked elegant. If she was really a mistress, why would the people of high society discuss business with her?
Earlier, everyone was slightly doubtful, but now, they completely believed that Qiao Xi was Gu Moling's original fiancee.
Madam Xue glanced coldly at Qiao Rou. "This is a donation ceremony. Miss Qiao Rou, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to lean into a man's arms without caring about your image?"