The boy’s face flashed with embarrassment and apology as he passed by Fang Jing.
Fang Jing pursed her lips and followed the two into the private room.
The room was crowded and lively. As soon as they saw the girl and senior enter, the crowd jeered, but then they fell silent for a moment when they saw Fang Jing following behind them. A boy’s voice could be heard asking, "An Yue, who is this beautiful lady?"
"Yes, yes! Is this beauty also from our school? How come I don’t seem to have seen her before?"
Boiling with jealousy inside, An Yue maintained a smile and said, "This is a junior from my boyfriend’s club; she usually has quite a good relationship with my boyfriend. I specifically invited her to join my birthday feast. Oh, by the way, Fang probably doesn’t have a boyfriend yet. If any of you are interested, you could put in some effort."
All present were shrewd and seemed to guess something; their gazes towards Fang Jing now had an indescribable quality.
An Yue, watching the expressions of the crowd change, couldn’t help but feel a surge of satisfaction.
And since they were all her friends, they naturally sided with her.
Immediately, a girl eyed Fang Jing’s outfit and said, "Isn’t she wearing X brand’s latest model? I heard that even the cheapest clothing from their store costs tens of thousands, right?"
Fang Jing was secretly shocked; the clothes Yiyi had helped her borrow were so expensive.
Before she could speak up, another voice interjected, "What are you thinking? Does she look like someone who could afford clothes worth tens of thousands?"
"Exactly, I’ve heard that someone’s family circumstances are very average. When the club was gathering sponsorships, that person didn’t even complete the minimum task. If her family really had money, why would it be so strenuous?"
"If you can’t afford the real thing, there are always knock-offs! I’ve heard that some people join those big-brand discount groups, claiming they can buy branded goods at low prices, but we all know it’s just fake merchandise."
"Tsk, if you can’t afford it, just don’t wear it. Wearing fakes is truly disgraceful."
The crowd’s remarks bordered on openly saying she was wearing a fake.
An Yue also recognized the piece of clothing Fang Jing was wearing; she had wanted to buy it herself but hesitated because of the price. By the time she went back, the sales associate told her it had been sold.
Seeing the clothing on Fang Jing now deepened her jealousy.
However, like the others, she didn’t believe her opponent could afford genuine items.
Fang Jing had anticipated that she was invited with bad intentions and had mentally prepared herself. Although it was somewhat embarrassing to see them join forces to humiliate her, it was also expected.
She didn’t come for these people; what they thought of her didn’t matter.
Her gaze passed over the others and landed directly on the person beside An Yue.
She was there to give the past version of herself an explanation and to utterly let go.
In that moment when their eyes met, the latter’s eyes revealed a flash of complexity before quickly looking away.
At that moment, Fang Jing suddenly felt a bit ridiculous. She had gone to so much trouble to come here, only to be a joke in the eyes of others.
She lifted her head, her eyes coldly fixed on the girls who had just mocked her, "Ignorance isn’t scary; what’s scary is being ignorant without realizing it. To use your shallow understanding to speculate and judge others, you are the truly laughable ones."