Chapter 107 - 107: Scary Clothes

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Song Fan’s words made Gu Hai deeply contemplative. He didn’t even spare a thought for Song Yin, as his mind was occupied with other concerns. After all, a successful marriage alliance couldn’t be established overnight, and the crucial thing was Director Zhang’s loyalty, which he was banking on.

This was the first time Gu Zhuo had witnessed his father in such a state. He looked miserable at the banquet and didn’t bring up anything regarding Song Yin.

Secretly, he gave Song Fan a mental thumbs-up, admiring her astute thinking.

Gu Hai couldn’t stay any longer and had a strong urge to find Director Zhang. He put on a smile and addressed the young guests, “This is a party for young people like yourselves, so I won’t intrude any further. Feel free to enjoy yourselves and don’t be shy.”

After saying this, he stood up, ready to make his exit. Song Yin couldn’t allow him to leave, or she would surely become the laughingstock of the night. She quickly interjected, “Uncle Gu, are you leaving already?”

Only then did Gu Hai realize Song Yin’s presence. He recalled his previous plan and turned to Gu Zhuo, “I’m entrusting Yinyin to your care tonight, as she’s a bit shy. Make sure you stick close to her side, and don’t let her out of your sight, or else…”

Gu Zhuo understood the unspoken threat in his father’s words. He would surely lose his financial support if he failed to comply. He lowered his head and replied, “I understand. You go ahead and handle your matters.”

Song Yin was oblivious to the deeper intricacies of the Gu Corporation’s internal politics. However, she felt a surge of pride hearing Gu Hail s words. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Bolstered by her confidence, she aimed to ruffle Song Fan’s feathers. Upon leaning closer to her, she remarked, “Sister, why didn’t you tell me that you’re coming as well? I could have prepared a dress for you in advance. Your outfit looks a bit messy.”

After delivering this comment, Song Yin immediately lowered her head, pretending she had misspoken. Most of the guests invited by Gu Hai were children of his business associates, not people Song Yin was familiar with. She intended to make Song Fan appear inferior in their eyes.

Song Fan regarded her with a half-smile. “It’s best not to criticize others for their attire when you’re dressed in such bright and flashy colors. Take a look in the mirror, dear. Don’t you think you look rather gaudy today?”

In the face of this situation, Song Fan wasn’t concerned about her reputation. She had long lost her standing in high society, and she had no intentions of remaining in A City for the rest of her life. Confronted with this situation, she’d rather speak her mind.

Song Yin tilted her head slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes. Upon closer inspection, she had even mastered the art of angling her head to prevent her mascara from smudging. She didn’t need to worry about ruining her makeup.

However, her tightly clenched fist on the sofa cushion betrayed the anger bubbling within. After hearing Song Fan’s critique of her attire had completely infuriated her. Before leaving home, she had been utterly pleased with her outfit, but now, Song Fan’s words rendered her choice utterly futile.

Despite her anger, Song Yin couldn’t afford to display it at such a formal gathering. Instead, she chose to lower her head and feign sadness, hoping to elicit sympathy from the attendees.

Many onlookers noticed Song Yin’s tears, including a bespectacled and handsome young man who approached her, inquiring, “Miss, what happened?

Are you alright?”

Song Yin sobbed gently and replied, “It’s nothing. It’s just that my sister commented on my outfit, saying that I looked somewhat scary.”

The young man displayed concern, turned toward Song Fan, and asked, “Are you the sister of the lady over there?”

Song Fan chose to ignore this line of questioning, not wanting to waste time arguing with strangers.

Gu Zhuo interjected in a highly deferential manner, “Yang Han, this is a family matter. It doesn’t concern you.”

Yang Han was the son of a shareholder in the Gu Corporation. He held an even more arrogant demeanor than Gu Zhuo. He believed that his exceptional intellect destined him for great achievements, contrasting with Gu Zhuo’s perceived idleness as a “second-generation rich kid.” He looked down on Gu Zhuo, considering him nothing more than a trust fund baby biding his time.

Consequently, upon hearing Gu Zhuo’s words, Yang Han snorted disdainfully and retorted, “Even if they’re sisters, it doesn’t give her the right to treat people like this.”

Song Yin approached Yang Han and tugged on his sleeve, saying, “I’m fine.

Thank you for standing up for me.”

Faced with a tearful girl seeking comfort, Yang Han’s heart swelled with courage. He glanced at Song Fan and asserted, “Are you only good at hiding behind others?”

Song Fan’s irritation grew, and she began to regret attending this banquet altogether. She stood up from her seat and strode over in her high heels. She confronted Yang Han. “Do you think it’s fair for you to question me without knowing the full story?”

This question left Yang Han momentarily speechless. While he wasn’t privy to the entire situation, Song Yin’s pitiful appearance weighed heavily on his mind, tilting his sympathies in her direction.

He looked up at Song Fan and remarked, “It appears that you were bullying your sister…”