Chapter 1133

"Heh. The president is too biased. Is it because she's pretty?" "Who knows? But it's true that she used to be quite amazing in the past. Maybe the president thinks that she can get back to her previous level." "Hah. Did you forget that ink painting she did before?" “Of course not. Even my three-year-old nephew can draw that ink painting of hers." "..." Sylvia could not help but stop in her tracks. Her face turned a few shades colder as she looked toward the group of people talking about her. She was already in front of them, but they still had no intention of lowering their voices. They were clearly deliberately trying to mess with her mind. The group of people seemed to not have expected Sylvia to stop and look directly at them. They instantly pursed their lips, but their expressions were very cold. It seemed like they were telling her that they looked down on her even though she was invited by the president. Only one young man quickly showed a fake smile and said to her, "Ms.