Chapter 21 Miss Zhou gave meMr. Jiang was not one who cared about grand occasions. He said a few words, took the gifts from the younger generation, and after he was surrounded and helped to cut the cake and share it, he let everyone go and have fun. Of course, the only one who had the cake divided personally by Mr. Jiang was Shen Jinyan. As for Yun Jiao and Zhou Yan, they didn't even have the chance to go over. They stood at the back with other ordinary guests and watched them divide the cake. Yun Jiao was indeed a little hungry. It was not easy for her to eat too much when she was wearing a dress. On top of that, she had to spend so much time getting ready and attending the banquet, so how could she not be hungry? She moved her hand, took the small cake placed beside her and ate it. After Zhou Yan was envious of the big shots like Shen Jinyan standing in front of her, she saw Yun Jiao was actually eating. The corners of her mouth twitched and she remembered something. She took a closer look at the strawberry mousse in her hand and said in a strange tone. "You didn't get to eat Mr. Jiang's birthday cake, so you're using this cake to comfort yourself?" Yun Jiao held the fork and ate the last big red strawberry. "Can't it be that I'm just hungry?" "Miss Zhou, would you like some?" she asked, her eyes fixed on the beautifully colored macarons.
When asked this question, Zhou Yan, who was used to going hungry to keep herself beautiful in such occasions, suddenly felt her stomach empty. She looked at the row of carefully made desserts, moved her lips, and became greedy. How about eating something first? The party will not end for quite some time, so there is plenty of time. Qiao Xianxian, who was sitting with several rich daughters not far away, glanced at Yun Jiao and sighed. "Ms. Yun is indeed beautiful, but it's a pity that she became an orphan at such a young age. She has a good appearance but no one who can protect her. No wonder Ms. Gong is worried about her living alone and wants Mr. Shen to take care of her." The rich daughter who had just discussed Yun Jiao didn't actually have much ill will towards Yun Jiao, but she was concerned about the fact that she lived in the Shen family villa. Shen Jinyan was such a noble and handsome man that many of these rich girls had admiration for him. They had just put aside the matter of Yun Jiao, but when Qiao Xianxian brought it up again, the sense of suspicion in their hearts surged up again. "After all, Yun Jiao just wanted to marry Mr. Shen and achieve a class leap. It's a pity that Ms. Gong was taken advantage of by this greedy man." Qiao Xianxian was satisfied with these words in her heart, but she patted the rich girl's hand on the surface. "Don't say that. Miss Yun is not that kind of person." "I think Miss Yun is bored over there, so I'll ask them to come over and chat." When the daughter saw Yun Jiao eating the cake, she whispered that it was so vulgar. At the dining table, when Zhou Yan was aroused by her craving for macarons and was about to reach for them, someone called them. "Miss Yun, Miss Zhou, would you like to come over and take a rest?" Yun Jiao could tell that the voice was Qiao Xianxian's. Her voice always sounded very gentle, making people think that she was full of kindness towards others. Yun Jiao slowly picked up a glass of juice and drank it, which made Qiao Xianxian's lips curve a little stiff. After Zhou Yan reacted, she met Qiao Xianxian's gaze. For some reason, the gentle look made her tremble. Thinking of the plan, Zhou Yan no longer had time to eat. She pulled Yun Jiao and walked over to Qiao Xianxian and the others. But the place was already full of people, all of whom were daughters of wealthy families whom Zhou Yan could not afford to offend. They stood there alone, feeling excluded. Qiao Xianxian seemed unaware of the awkward atmosphere and spoke softly.
"Ms. Yun, this is the first time to attend this kind of banquet. If there is anything you are not used to, you can ask me and I will do my best to answer it for you." It was the same familiar rhetoric again. She looked at Yun Jiao, looking at the ordinary dress, which Yun Jiao wore looked even more high-end than the haute couture dress she was wearing. Qiao Xianxian didn't feel wrong, especially if she hadn't paid for the dress, she could have made an appointment with Liu Yi and worn the ruby necklace worth millions that Liu Yi had bought to stun the audience at the banquet instead of watching Yun Jiao steal the show. After transferring the money for the dress to Zhou Yan, she could only reluctantly cancel Liu Yi's order and exchange it for a decent necklace. But this point was not wrong. It disappeared when his eyes fell on the ruby necklace around Yun Jiao's neck. This was the gift she prepared for Yun Jiao. Her original plan was that she would wear the authentic product, in contrast to Yun Jiao who was wearing a high imitation, so that Yun Jiao would lose face at the banquet and be excluded from the wealthy family forever. Although she was not wearing the real ruby necklace now, with Liu Yi, the person who bought the necklace back, at the banquet, Yun Jiao's imitation could be easily exposed. Thinking of that scene, Qiao Xianxian stared at Yun Jiao, wanting to get some disgust points from her in advance because of her inferiority complex and feeling ashamed in front of her. However, after a second, the strategy system did not give any reminder. Two seconds later, Yun Jiao's clear eyes fell on Qiao Xianxian. "I'm not used to it right now. I want to ask Miss Qiao, when you invite people over, do you always sit down and let us stand to listen to you?" Jiang Xinglan was annoyed by his father's nagging. Sitting with his friends, he heard this lazy yet sharp voice as soon as he sat down. He looked up and saw a lady wearing a red dress. She had a long neck, delicate shoulder and neck lines, and a face that was so beautiful that it was gorgeous. As the other person spoke, her red lips moved, and the plump beads of beads hanging on them trembled slightly, which was so beautiful that Jiang Xinglan's eyes seemed to be fixed on them. Jiang Xinglan was proud of his good eyesight. He leaned back in his chair, dealing with the little celebrity who forced his way up to the banquet. He paid close attention to the situation over there, wanting to hear if Yun Jiao's tongue could rival his. His white hair fluttered in the wind, arrogantly showing his presence among the crowd. Here, Qiao Xianxian's face froze. She had used this method before on girls who wanted to join their circle. Those girls were all listening to them awkwardly and at a loss. They wanted to leave but didn't dare to. They were not like Yun Jiao who asked so directly. "I saw you two were bored there, so I called you over to chat. It was my inconsiderateness." Qiao Xianxian seemed to squeeze out an apology from her mouth. Yun Jiao didn't say anything, just looked at her, "Then why is Miss Qiao sitting so still as a mountain?" Jiang Xinglan's lips curled up wantonly after hearing this. This reversal of status made Qiao Xianxian feel a little uneasy. The key point was that she still had to consider her image and could not confront him. It was not right for her to stand up, and it was not right for her not to stand up. It was Jiang Ling, who had said before that Yun Jiao was pretty, who came out to smooth things over and moved to the side to make room for two seats. After Yun Jiao thanked him, he sat down comfortably. Zhou Yan was a little hesitant to sit down, but it would not look good for her to stand there alone, so she finally sat down with trepidation. "Hello, I'm Jiang Ling. Your necklace is so beautiful, and you are beautiful too." Jiang Ling saw the beauty sitting next to her and couldn't help but start a conversation. Jiang Ling had just said this, and thought she wouldn't blush so timidly, but when Yun Jiao looked at her, she became like a cooked shrimp again. "You are very beautiful too." Yun Jiao smiled and praised sincerely. Jiang Ling was so excited by the compliments that she wanted to discuss with Yun Jiao the dress she wore today and the makeup she put on.
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