Yan Shuyu might be enthusiastic and friendly, but the graceful and solemn rich woman, sitting with her back straight, didnât seem remotely as friendly. She lifted her chin and gave Yan Shuyu a nonchalant glance. Yan Shuyu immediately felt that she was being weighted and the outcome was obviously disappointing as there was resentment in the rich womanâs eyes.
Without even any effort to hide that resentment, the woman said, âSo you are Yan Shuyu? You donât look all that. Oh, never mind. Sit down.â
The rich womanâs I-am-showing-you-mercy-by-letting-you-have-a-seat attitude had greatly offended Yan Shuyu. She had always believed that she was extremely talented and amazing. And, now she even has an incredibly beautiful body, arguably the âfairest of them allâ, so how dare the rich woman look down on her?
Plus, they have never even met before. This random rich woman coming out of nowhere just decided to belittle her for no reasons. As affluent as she might seem, it still didnât change the fact that she has mental issues. She didnât need to sit and chat with someone with mental issues.
Yan Shuyu took a deep breath and decided to go back to being her nonconfrontational little fairy. There was no need for her to engage with this rich woman who was obviously ill. She took a look at her and was about to turn and leave when she heard resentful words suddenly coming out of the rich woman, âSuch an immature girl. I donât get what Qinhe sees in you.â
She knew the boss? Yan Shuyu, stunned for a little, and pulled back her leg that was already heading in the other direction. Now, itâd all make a lot of sense if the rich woman was the bossâs family member. Even she didnât feel that she was good enough for the boss, so itâs only natural that the Zhouâs family member would look down on her.
Yan Shuyu wasnât pleased with the rich womanâs arrogant manner, but she figured the rich woman was probably here to offer her help on the subject that had been bothering her so much lately, perhaps she could spend some time chatting with her.
Yan Shuyu talked herself into taking a seat, but she was nowhere as friendly as she was a moment ago. Cold and with an untouchable air, she said, âWhat do you want from me?â
She was just learning it on the spot from the rich woman. Naturally, the rich woman was much better than her at being stuck up. Merely lifting her chin was sufficient for her to convey her insufferable arrogance. The words out of her were severe as well, âYan Shuyu, born to the lower class. Had been a good-for-nothing since an early age. Youâve quit school and eloped with your gangster boyfriend. You had no skills and were also unlucky, your gangster boyfriend was killed in a street fight shortly after your child was born. Having lost that meal ticket, instead of looking for a decent job, you decided to turn to the red-light district. You can take a girl out of her elements, but you canât take the elements out of herâ¦â
Yan Shuyu: ââ¦â¦â
Was she here to offer her help or looking for a beating?
âBut, you have your ways. Even so down on luck you were, somehow, still able to come into contact with Qinhe. Are you thinking that he is going to be your golden meal ticket, bring you into the upper class, and that you will never have to worry about anything else for the rest of your life once youâve married him?â
No, that was not Yan Shuyu was thinking about. Her biggest thought at this very moment was regret. She shouldnât have, out of her own desperation, thought that this woman was here to offer her help to her. As the saying goes, you donât go for the jugular when you want to help someone.
This rich woman in her fanciful clothes was vicious to say the least, as if she wanted to stab her in her heart with every single word. If her age wasnât off by so much, Yan Shuyu would second guess that she had stolen the rich womanâs man to have caused her to have such hatred toward herself.