This low-down tactic has even been thrown in front of her, completely shameless. Does she think I’m blind?
Back in the day in Capital City, I’ve overcome all sorts of demons and monsters, so would I be fooled by the tricks of a young girl? If so, my years would have been wasted.
"Miss Song, are you really sure you saw clearly? The night is dim, and that woman didn’t show her face. How could you tell it was Yun Ya? Everyone must take responsibility for their words," Zhuang Xiyue’s tone also turned very cold.
Song Yiren hadn’t realized that Zhuang Xiyue even changed her way of addressing her, she just felt that Zhuang Xiyue was still biased towards Ji Yunya, and her heart grew even more resentful.
"Aunt Zhuang, I... I must have mistaken someone else for Yun Ya..." With her head hung low, she murmured softly, "Ah... I never expected Yun Ya to do such a thing, I thought she was a good sister..."
Although her voice was low, those who were near could hear it clearly, and they became even more convinced that the person was Ji Yunya.
Zhuang Xiyue’s gaze was no longer cold but filled with contempt for this Song Yiren; she hadn’t expected her to be this sort of person.
A worry surfaced in her heart, it seemed Yun Ya had fallen for these vile people’s schemes. She felt like leaping forward to tear off Song Yiren’s face, but now she had to preserve Yun Ya’s reputation.
"Alright, Yun Ya was just with me earlier. How could she appear here? You must have seen wrong. Let’s not gather here and gawk, it’s embarrassing to interrupt a young couple’s rendezvous. Besides, it’s a new era now, we should be more tolerant of the young people," Zhuang Xiyue led the way to leave. Song Yiren, in a panic, tried to grab Zhuang Xiyue’s sleeve, but Zhuang Xiyue shook her off without a sound.
At this moment, the commotion finally caught the attention of the two people involved. The man looked over with his mung bean eyes and seeing a group of women staring at them, he was scared and immediately rolled off the woman’s back.
This roll clearly exposed his face.
"It’s actually He An, that dashing rake? He just forcefully took Miss Lin, and now he’s causing trouble again. How is such a scum still alive?"
"What can you do when he comes from a wealthy family? How can you say he forced her? These things don’t happen without mutual consent..."
"He An is really ugly. Ji Yunya being with him is like good cabbage being ruined by a pig."
"Tch... Ji Yunya isn’t any better, hooking up with men at such a young age, her reputation is already ruined. Let’s see how she can still call herself the top socialite..."
The young ladies harbored a hint of jealousy towards Ji Yunya. They spared no effort to use the opportunity to vent their feelings.
He An, realizing what was happening, grabbed his clothes and prepared to flee. Out of nowhere, security rushed over and immediately blocked his way.
The woman still lay motionless on the chair, quiet as if she were asleep.
Song Yiren was about to walk towards the person when she thought better of it, like a turtle shrinking its head back in its shell. Just wait until I reveal your true face and let everyone see how depraved you are. I wonder how you’ll face Brother Yan then.
Lady Song couldn’t hold her back, her face turning ugly.
"Did I just hear someone call my name?" At that moment, a clear female voice suddenly rang out, like a beautiful piece of music slowly rising in the quiet night.
Song Yiren froze, instinctively looking towards the source of the voice.
The night was deep, and the girl drifted slowly towards them in a glowing green dress, a beacon in the dark.
With bright and elegant features and a smile hinting at clear ripples, she walked gracefully, the most beautiful scenery of the night.
A tall young man accompanied her, his handsome face cold and expressionless as he glanced at Song Yiren, a sudden chill of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Another young man and woman followed behind them, but next to the couple’s overwhelming beauty and presence, they barely attracted any notice.
Yan Ke chuckled, trailing behind them all.
Song Yiren’s eyes widened, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.
Zhuang Xiyue joyfully suppressed a sound, her mocking gaze turning towards Song Yiren.
Yun Ya cast a glance around. The girls who had just been eager to talk about her had all lowered their heads in embarrassment.
If Ji Yunya was safe and sound, then who was that woman?
A chill ran through Song Yiren’s heart, and she almost dared not turn around to look.
"Yiren sister, you really have poor eyesight. This woman has short hair, while mine is long. How exactly did you mistake her for me? Or is it that you knew it was me all along?" The girl walked closer with a gentle smile, her black eyes strangely bright, shimmering with an enigmatic light.