Xi Rubao was terribly worried here for the little Ancestor who wasn’t good at romantic affairs.
Over there, in the crowd, Fang Yumei was greedily lingering over everything at the party—whether it was the fine food and wine, or the attire and demeanor of those socialites, everything made her envious!
However, she came today as Nangong Mo’s servant, and Nangong Mo’s housekeeper had actually arranged a decent outfit for her. Although it wasn’t as luxurious as those socialites wore, it was far more high-end than anything she had ever worn in Qingcheng.
Taking advantage of Nangong Mo’s absence, since she didn’t have to serve him, she quickly found a spot full of colorful lights and music, struck an exaggerated glam pose, and snapped a selfie!
She took dozens of pictures, carefully selected the nine she was happiest with, and posted them as a nine-grid collage on her social media with the caption: "Imperial City high society, here I come! Indeed, this is where I fit in. From now on, please call me Socialite Mei Mei, everyone!"
Although Fang Yumei had quit her school job, she still hadn’t deleted the WeChat contacts of her former colleagues.
After all, it’s so boring if a person has no poor relatives to flaunt to when they become affluent.
Once she posted on her social media, quite a few former male colleagues left comments with admiration:
"Teacher Mei Mei indeed has returned to where she belongs. Best wishes."
"Socialite Mei Mei, what’s that glowing thing behind you?"
"Socialite Mei Mei, please post more beautiful pictures from the circles of socialites, so we can also be envious."
"Teacher Cao, did you meet Teacher Xing in the Imperial City? I heard she’s going there next semester for advanced studies..."
Enjoying the flattery from everyone, Fang Yumei saw someone unwisely mention Xing Yue, and she replied with a sarcastic undertone: "Someone like Teacher Xing could never come close to this high-end socialite circle in her entire life. It’s impossible to meet her here."
"Also, behind me is a pure gold fake cake decoration, isn’t it beautiful? The rich really know how to have fun. Their banquets are adorned with real gold and silver..."
"You guys hardly have any chance to come to the Imperial City, so pay more attention to my social media from now on. We English majors love to share, so I’ll give you a glimpse."
Fang Yumei’s boastful social media post was screenshotted by classmates from the Nanshan Class and shared in their group, spreading rapidly.
Xi Rubao, in the East Sea Class group, also saw such an eye-searing post!
She speechlessly showed it to Xi Rubao: "That weirdo actually came too. I really don’t get it. What’s so great about attending a party that she feels the need to flaunt it online? It’s so low-class! Plus, she’s photoshopped herself so much she almost looks like a snake spirit. Sis, should we post some unedited pictures from the scene to expose her facade?"
Xi Rubao smiled slightly: "Mm-hmm. If you go now, you’ll soon capture a wonderful scene."
Xi Rubao excitedly went off to carry out the task.
Behind her, Bao Gucheng finally seized the moment when the bar was left with just him and Xi Rubao. His large hands, having nowhere else to go, naturally rested on Xi Rubao’s waist.
Gently holding and occasionally rubbing her.
After all, there was a little third wheel just now, so he had to be restrained.
"Lady Zuzi, the reason you sent the small minnow away is just perfect," the man whispered with a low laugh, close to her ear.
Sending the small minnow to watch the amusement was an ingenious thought by the little woman.
However, Xi Rubao feigned seriousness: "Um, Ancestor didn’t send her away. There really is an exciting scene about to start. Xiao Chenger, let’s watch together."
Bao Gucheng: "..." So he got overly sentimental and wasn’t on the same wavelength with her again?
Sure enough, not far away, Xi Rubao was proven right—an exclamation rapidly erupted among the crowd that had been calm moments ago: ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵
"Make way, make way, let our Miss come through. Miss has finally returned to the Imperial City. Everyone, give her a round of applause!"
Fang Yumei also paused her seductive selfie poses and curiously craned her neck to look: Whose young miss is it? The host of today’s party?
No, she had to capture this and post it to boast!