"Dr. Song, thank you for your help," stated Tang Hebe sincerely to Song Xin'ai.
Song Xin'ai's smile was just as distant as always but she still spoke gently, "It's nothing much. I wanted to help you. Now, you can rest your worries."
Tang Hebe's smile was relaxed as she answered, "Yes, now I can relax a little."
"Then you can look around and et so people," suggested Song Xin'ai. "Don't continue to stick around with ."
Tang Hebe nodded and decided to take this rare chance to et these people. Each one was worthy of making a connection with. At least, she thought that way until her eyes settled on Ruan ilin. She stiffened a little before she relaxed.
Turning her eyes away, she decided to just ignore that person. She had no plan of going over to ask for trouble. If she knew Ruan ilin would be here, she wouldn't have even bothered coming. No, she couldn't do that. In the end, her son is more important than this manipulative and obsessive bitch!
Why should she be afraid of her?
Tang Hebe was minding her business when Ruan ilin passed by her side. But seeing how Tang Hebe ignored her, she sneered and stopped in her track. "Oh, cousin!"
Tang Hebe lifted her eyes to look at Ruan ilin and smiled. Oh, it was a very cold smile but with her soft and gentle features, this cold smile only enhanced her beauty and made her look like an icy beauty. But she didn't manage to look harmful at all. Even if she felt hatred and rage burning in her heart for Ruan ilin, her bright eyes couldn't depict her emotions at all.
"Did you forget your manners after running away from ho?" questioned Ruan ilin trying to put up an elegant smile on her face. Oh, it'd be right to say that she wanted to look superior before Tang Hebe.
"Oh no, I was running short of money so I sold my manners," was Tang Hebe's reply that caught Ruan ilin by surprise. In her mory, Tang Hebe was like a soft plushie. No matter how you squeeze her, she hardly would let out a peep.
One of the things she hated about Tang Hebe was her manners. Every single person in her life reminded her of how good-natured Tang Hebe was. To everyone, Tang Hebe was a beautiful white rose. There was not even a single flaw in Tang Hebe. She was so sick of hearing it all her life.
Ruan ilin snickered, "Oh, so you finally decided to tear off the mask of being a good girl? Now, people can finally see you for who you are. An ugly little slut!"
Tang Hebe laughed out at her face, "? Ugly? Are you blind? What? Just because I left for a few years, you managed to gather your pathetic courage to stand beside and call ugly? If I rember correctly, you always used to keep your distance from because people always ntioned how standing beside you, my beauty shines brighter."
"You!" Ruan ilin's eyes stared daggers at Tang Hebe as her nails dug inside her palms. She couldn't help it. She wanted to smash that smugness off of Tang Hebe's face. And she truly thought, by now, Tang Hebe would have lost her so-called smugness but she was wrong. This woman only got worse in these years. She even dared to poke her at her sore spots?!
Yes, it was true that since a young age, Ruan ilin didn't like standing beside Tang Hebe. They were of the sa age. They were maternal cousins. Their mothers were sisters, it was inevitable that they'd run into each other at every turn of life. But who knew that this cousin of hers would outshine her everywhere. And Ruan ilin always thought Tang Hebe did it intentionally.
Tang Hebe actually was quite oblivious to the hatred and dissatisfaction in Ruan ilin's heart for years. If it wasn't for Ruan ilin's mind gas that broke the straw Tang Hebe had been holding on to for dear life to save her relationship with Shui Xian, she'd have never understood what this woman really thought about her.
Cousin?
Hah!
More like a mortal enemy!
Tang Hebe always treated her like a sister since they were of the sa age and Tang Hebe didn't have a sister. Even when Tang Ping repeatedly warned her to be wary of Ruan ilin, she didn't listen. Ruan ilin wanted to be like her, Tang Hebe would help her beco like her without asking any questions.
The clothes she bought for herself, she'd buy for Ruan ilin as well. They always had the sa hairstyles, makeup, and jewelry. If no one knew any better, they'd say these two were sisters with how similar they always acted. Also, because of their blood ties, there were so facial similarities as well.
However, Tang Hebe was still called the smarter one, the brighter one, the sharper one, in fact, all in all, the original was still the original. Best at everything. And a copy like Ruan ilin was just that, a copy!
"Relax," said Tang Hebe in such a gentle tone that it would soothe anyone. "You wouldn't wanna create trouble at such an event. I an, your face is already ugly, how will you find a husband in the future if you ruined whatever reputation you have?"
Ruan ilin so wanted to slap Tang Hebe right then and there but she knew she could do that. Even though she had long torn the mask of friendship she wore before Tang Hebe, she couldn't let her destroy the image she had built with such difficulty.
Taking a deep breath, she sneered, "At least, I have a reputation? What do you have now? The abandoned little wife of Master Xian. The title suits you very much."
Tang Hebe's jaw clenched when Ruan ilin pulled Shui Xian into this discussion. After everything this woman did to break them up, she was still using his na to get back at her?
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