Nobody expected Wu Qiyi, who always seed above everyone and indifferent to trivial matters around her, would step forward. As soon as she spoke, the entire evening reception fell silent, and even the background music playing was turned down lower.
At this mont, everybody’s eyes were on Wu Qiyi, and they also began to speculate on how she would handle the situation.
"Hey, based on what you know about Miss Wu, how will she deal with these two people, especially the guy? He’s quite handso, just my type," whispered a silly girl to her companion.
"How else to deal with it but to beat them out with a stick? Handso? Humph, these days, what use is a man who looks better than Pan An but has no money, no power? At most, he’ll be a toy boy for so fat and ugly old lady."
The speaker was the glamorous woman who had just been talking with Wu Qiyi. She and several other rich young ladies looked at you and Fan Yi with disdainful eyes, and naturally, they lumped Yin Gui and Ning Cheng with your group, because the core of the concepts imparted to them since childhood was—birds of a feather flock together!
For the upper echelons, they gain access to better resources and information through networking, and by joining forces, they build an impenetrable power structure and seek higher profits together.
This is the survival rule of the upper class, and for the weak, heh...
Survival of the fittest is a law of nature, but it is especially applicable in human societies!
All the people present held this ntality when viewing the incident, with many already speculating about the language and thods Wu Qiyi would use to punish you all.
However, when Wu Qiyi approached, she said sothing that made everyone think they had heard wrong, "How co you didn’t say a word when you arrived?"
Each ti you faced Wu Qiyi, your feelings were complicated, but compared to high school, you now felt much more at ease.
You knew that often, the relationship between a man and a woman didn’t have to be undying love; perhaps, an ambiguous friendship, entangled and inseparable, was also a good way to relate.
Wu Qiyi’s voice was not loud, but it was extrely clear to everyone’s ears. At this mont, everyone around started to race their brains.
They were like high-speed computers, quickly calculating and guessing your relationship with Wu Qiyi and your identity—are you a son from an aristocratic family, or the offspring of a high-ranking official?
Most importantly, Wu Qiyi had never paid attention to any male before. So people couldn’t even speak to her up close, leading to rumors within the circle that Wu Qiyi was a lesbian, but this had never been confird.
Her unprecedented approach today threw many people off their ga, and they began to use their connections to investigate everything about you.
Looking at Wu Qiyi, you smiled and shrugged, "I was bored this evening, so I ca to see this so-called high society dinner with a couple of friends."
Seeing you speak to Wu Qiyi in such a tone, the speculations of those people deepened. So even took a photo of your face with their phones, went to a corner, and sent it to their informants for investigation.
Wu Qiyi seed to notice Fan Yi beside you only then, but when she turned her eyes to Fan Yi, her deep eyes couldn’t help but stir with ripples, and with so uncertainty, she called out, "Zhao’er?"
You did not expect that even Wu Qiyi would perceive Fan Yi as Zhao’er.
Actually, the first ti you saw Fan Yi, you felt a very familiar sensation. At first, you couldn’t figure out who she reminded you of, but after Zhao’er left, every ti you saw Fan Yi, she seed to be Zhao’er, but upon closer inspection, she was not.
"Her na is Fan Yi, she’s my classmate," you clarified.
Wu Qiyi was slightly taken aback; unlike her first impression, when she looked at Fan Yi closely, she realized that Fan Yi’s appearance was indeed different from Zhao’er’s, and they also had a significant difference in height.
Fan Yi was about one ter eighty, a height Zhao’er did not possess. Moreover, when looking at their facial features, Zhao’er’s features were more delicate than Fan Yi’s.
Only at the first glance, Fan Yi would give you and Wu Qiyi a kind of illusion that seems real but isn’t.
This feeling was very strange; you had both lived in society for over a decade and never encountered soone like her.
"Hello, my na is Wu Qiyi, and I am a friend of Mu Yun," Wu Qiyi said with an intoxicating smile, extending her hand towards Fan Yi.
"My na is Fan Yi, and I’m very pleased to et you," Fan Yi responded without any resistance, likewise reaching out and gently grasping Wu Qiyi’s hand.
However, Fan Yi didn’t smile like Wu Qiyi did because she couldn’t bring herself to smile at others—it was only when facing you that she would unconsciously reveal a smile, without even knowing why herself.
Suddenly, you turned to Yin Guihua beside you, and after a brief thought, you introduced her in front of everyone, "This is Yin Guihua, Fan Yi’s best friend."
Wu Qiyi glanced at you, her brilliant mind imdiately understanding your intention, and with a gentle smile, she extended her hand to the sowhat flustered Yin Guihua, "Hello."
By this point, to say that Yin Guihua was flustered would be an understatent; she was practically going crazy!
Yes, crazy with excitent!
She never dread, not in her wildest dreams, that the Young Miss of the Wu Family Clan, a high and mighty Princess, would show a genuine smile to her, a girl from the countryside, and she was reaching out her hand—she actually extended her hand!
Yin Guihua believed this was bound to be the happiest mont of her life.
With trembling hands, she held Wu Qiyi’s offered hand and said with a trembling voice, "You, you, you, hello, my, my na is Yin, Yin Gui, hua."
Finally, in front of Wu Qiyi, Yin Guihua confidently revealed her full na; it seed that in this mont, she had found herself.
Wu Qiyi nodded and quickly retracted her hand, saying to Yin Guihua, "Fan Yi is also my friend. If you ever encounter any difficulties, feel free to co to Luanfeng Pavilion and look for ."
With these words, the crowd burst into a commotion.
What place is Luanfeng Pavilion?
It is a place in Yuhang City where all the upper-class try every ans possible to enter but are unable to gain access!
No one knew what Luanfeng Pavilion did; people only guessed that it must be an enormously large consortium, but no one had specific information, as all details regarding Luanfeng Pavilion were kept secret from the public.
In the upper-class society, Wu Qiyi was not revered for her status as the Wu Family’s Young Miss but for her real identity as the Young Master of Luanfeng Pavilion!
Many present couldn’t fathom why Wu Qiyi would take such care for a girl of lower-status from the countryside; those adept at scheming heard sothing telling in the words Wu Qiyi had just spoken.
Wu Qiyi had begun by saying, "Fan Yi is also my friend," which ant that the person Wu Qiyi cared about was Fan Yi. But why would she care about a girl she had just t?
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