Among the top ten trending topics, half of them were about her.
A reporter uploaded the video of the interview online.
In the video, Harley was wearing all branded clothes, and the 10-carat diamond ring on her finger was exceptionally eye-catching.
In the business partner talk, the host invited her to explain the company philosophy. She fumbled helplessly for words and still couldn't even make any meaningful remarks.
One of the comments was, [I don't know about her educational background, but I don't think she's smart at all.]
I slowly returned home.
What I saw was my parents comforting Harley. Their eyes were red, their faces full of distress.
"You damn girl! How dare you come back!"
As soon as my dad saw me, he slammed the table heavily and scolded me sternly.
My mom didn't even look at me. She kept wiping Harley's tears with tissues and whispered, coaxing her, "Baby, stop crying. It breaks my heart to see you cry like this..."
I showed a mocking smile and asked, "What did I do?"
"You didn't go. Or how could Harley be scolded by others?"
People could be biased, but I didn't know why my parents could be this biased.