As the ’Miss’ of the party arrived, Fang Yumei was just about to take a photo to show off on her social media.
Looking down, she noticed a glaring comment under the beautiful picture she just posted on her circle of friends.
"Damn teacher, are you mistaken? That’s not a gold decoration, it’s just the most ordinary gold leaf cake, an edible dessert, nothing luxurious. Haven’t you seen one before?"
Damn, this country bumpkin Xing Yue dared to mock her?
A fuming Fang Yumei, not bothering to snap a photo of the ’Miss’ immediately, pounded away furiously on her phone:
"Xing Yue, you country bumpkin, what do you know? Upper-class settings, it’s normal to use gold, even diamonds. Just because you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist!"
She sent this long retort without catching her breath, only to find Xing Yue instantly replied with a curt yet enraging comment:
"Sorry, I have indeed seen it. Rich people aren’t as vulgar as you think, using gold and diamonds for everything. This is a peasant imagining the Emperor using a golden hoe."
Showing off in her circle?
This damn Xing Yue, doesn’t she know her own place?
"You’re blatantly jealous of me, being able to enter the Emperor’s socialite circle!"
Fang Yumei stabbed at her phone so hard it was almost going to shatter, leaving dirty fingerprint smudges all over the screen. Dıscover more novels at novel•fire.net
"I’m jealous of you getting into the Emperor’s socialite circle?"
A playfully mocking voice reached her ear.
Fang Yumei instinctively responded, "Yeah, otherwise why are you so desperately refuting me on my circle of friends? Aren’t you just trying to gain some presence? Alas, you’ll never step into such high society circles in the Emperor’s city your whole life; you need a VIP Invitation Card to get in here!"
Fang Yumei felt something was off.
She was clearly quarreling with Xing Yue in the circle, how did it turn into a conversation?
Just shaking her head, thinking she had heard wrong.
An even clearer, teasingly amused question exploded over her head, "Really sorry, but I was the one who sent out these VIP Invitation Cards."
Fang Yumei lifted her head in utter shock.
Only to see the real Xing Yue standing before her, with a mocking smile, staring at her!
A sharply tailored champagne-colored tailcoat suit, wide-leg trousers, slim golden high heels. Xing Yue’s outfit matched her usual dashing style, yet carried an indescribable, strikingly aristocratic aura.
All the socialites were in long dresses, yet Xing Yue’s pantsuit stood out in the crowd, exceptionally eye-catching!
"You, how did you sneak in?" Fang Yumei still couldn’t believe it.
Xing Yue smiled without speaking.
The socialites behind her were already answering for her:
"You’re really funny, does our Miss Xing need to sneak in? She’s the star of tonight’s party, here to welcome her return and celebrate!"
"You don’t know Xing Yue? Then how did you sneak in, we should ask you?"
"You don’t look like someone from our circle at all. Tell us, what are you sneaking in for? How dare you yell at our Miss Xing, if you upset her and she leaves, we’ll beat you to a pulp!"
Xing Yue is the real Miss of the Emperor’s socialite circle?
Fang Yumei was so shocked by this fact that she was left dumbfounded.
Then those insults she just hurled in her circle, weren’t they all a joke now?
Her face, in an instant, was slapped against the wall, not able to be peeled off.