"There’s a new woman in Building C of Jinyuan. Let’s et her at a gathering soday."
Lanya sent this ssage in the group chat.
It quickly drew the attention of others.
"Oh, we have a newcor in our group. How does she look, and who is her sugar daddy?"
As they say, birds of a feather flock together. People like Lanya naturally befriend similar types. There’s even a group for such people, where they usually exchange or share information.
"Do we even need to ask about looks? If a sugar daddy fancies her, she can’t look bad, can she? I’m just curious about who the sugar daddy is."
Many followed up, asking who the sugar daddy is. If it turns out to be soone important, they might provide useful information to their own sugar daddy, offering more stability to their lives.
"She just arrived, so it’s not right to dig too deep. But there’s plenty of ti in the future. When we et her soday, we’ll chat and find out everything, won’t we?"
Due to her extensive connections, Lanya can turn anybody she fancies into her network, including her best friend, whom she introduced into the lifestyle. If it weren’t for the original spouse causing trouble, they would just wait for that man to take over the company, bringing benefits without drawbacks for her sugar daddy.
Lanya has a place in the group, so when she speaks, others don’t say much more.
Unfortunately, Lanya, who prided herself on her sharp judgent, got it wrong this ti. She assud Qu Fulan was one of them, only to find out she was the legitimate girlfriend.
Lanya saw this when she was socializing with the sugar daddies.
Most sugar daddies at Jinyuan are married and older, so even if they bring them to events, they introduce them as assistants or companions, never openly saying they are girlfriends or significant others, unless it’s a private gathering where they jokingly call them little sisters-in-law.
Qu Fulan’s sugar daddy was different. He openly introduced her as his girlfriend at large events, and when asked when they would marry, he said they’d send out invitations once they were married.
As it was, Lanya never imagined that Qu Fulan’s sugar daddy was the President of the Pei Family! That handso and wealthy man!
Lanya instinctively tightened her grip on her sugar daddy’s hand, which he noticed and looked at her in confusion. She imdiately returned to normal, but her mood couldn’t return to the sa.
What’s the worst fear in life?
The worst fear is being compared, especially when you’re on the losing side.
Once compared, jealousy and resentnt spread in the heart like vines.
No matter how much Lanya loved money, she actually resented her sugar daddy: old, fat, and often kissed her without brushing his teeth. But for money, she could endure it.
The won around her lived similar lives, each one’s sugar daddy uglier than the last, so no one made fun of anyone else.
Now, a young, handso man of esteed status appeared, yet he wasn’t looking for an equal match but instead for Cinderella?
Yes, from the first glance at Qu Fulan, Lanya determined she was Cinderella.
The reason is simple: the rich are pampered from a young age, and that innate aura cannot be compensated for later.
We’re all Cinderellas here, so why does she get to find a young wealthy guy, while we have to endure middle-aged or older n?
At such a ti, Lanya wouldn’t reflect on herself. She blas others for the path she chose herself.
Of course, she’d bla others because blaming herself would be uncomfortable, while blaming others, venting anger is much easier.
So Lanya started cursing Qu Fulan in her heart, hoping she’d get dumped soon; or better, if President Pei had a fiancée who would co and deal with Qu Fulan. Such a scenario matched what Lanya wished for.
Unfortunately, reality was the opposite of her thoughts.
She only went out for so fresh air when she heard voices around the corner.
"The one who’s really uncomfortable is , and you’re putting on a face?"
It was a woman’s voice, which Lanya quickly recognized as Qu Fulan’s. There was a tall potted plant at the corner, perfect for cover. Lanya crouched down to sneak a peek.
Seeing President Pei with a blank expression, Lanya’s heart surged with excitent. Were they arguing?
No, it looked more like Qu Fulan made President Pei upset. Was she about to get dumped?
Just as the corner of her mouth started to lift, it was hit back down by the next sentence.
"I told you to wear flat shoes, but you insisted on heels. Now you’re uncomfortable? Take off your shoes and let see."
"In such a setting, everyone’s wearing heels. If I don’t, I’ll be a head shorter... Ow! Be gentle... That pressure’s okay..."
Qu Fulan sat on a bench in the rest area, and Pei Jian sat on the other end, gently massaging her foot.
President Pei, aloof and distant to outsiders, turned into a caring and thoughtful boyfriend before his girlfriend. His words seed like scolding, but they were filled with care and affection, even willing to massage her feet. This act... even an ordinary man might not do it, yet a group president did...
Lanya was heartbroken, utterly heartbroken, feeling suffocated and unable to watch any longer. She thought she might go mad with jealousy, yet despite thinking this way, her feet rooted her to the spot, eyes still glued to the couple.
Suddenly, footsteps approached, and then soone brought over a bag.
"President Pei, the shoes have arrived."
Pei Jian took them; they were flat shoes. He put her heels in a box and had the person take them away.
Then, President Pei whispered sothing to her, and Qu Fulan suddenly widened her eyes, raising her foot to kick him. The man held her foot, helping her put on the shoes.
Once the shoes were on, the woman seed upset, walking a few steps away from him. The man quickly caught up in a few strides, grabbed her hand, said sothing again, and she soon burst into laughter, holding his arm and beaming.
The couple’s figures grew further away, leaving Lanya’s heart feeling empty.
"So this is what beautiful love looks like. Ha, it really makes one feel bad."
When they went back that evening, the sugar daddy noticed President Pei lived in the sa community as he did and squinted his little eyes imdiately, "Is that woman President Pei’s mistress?"
The fat sugar daddy, who secretly kept a mistress outside despite having a wife, assud that other n must be the sa way.
"Didn’t President Pei introduce her publicly as his girlfriend?" Lanya asked sourly.
"Heh, just sothing to say for appearance’s sake. A man like President Pei, when he marries, will definitely marry soone of equal status. Stay close to that woman."
Lanya imdiately understood her sugar daddy’s aning. He had his eyes on Qu Fulan, thinking that if President Pei dumped her, he could seize the opportunity.
Even though Lanya despised the chubby man with big ears, she wasn’t pleased seeing him fancying other won right in front of her.
Many sisters in the group had sugar daddies who kept more than one woman, ranked fourth or fifth even. She thought she was well off, but in the end, it’s all the sa.
Even though she was upset, Lanya still agreed with the sugar daddy.
She didn’t mind dragging more people into the water with her.
When discussing Qu Fulan on this side, on the other side, Qu Fulan also ntioned Lanya’s sugar daddy.
"What does that man do? At the banquet earlier, he looked at with such a disgusting gaze when you weren’t paying attention."
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