Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities Chapter 681: Dark Loli

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

It was entirely possible that Ji Linbai had encountered the fragrance by chance but had forgotten where it originated.

Such occurrences were commonplace. Given the myriad experiences one encounters daily, it’s natural for so details to slip from mory, particularly with the passage of ti. Inevitably, insignificant nuances fade into obscurity.

Considering the fragrance Ji Linbai had encountered, Gu Yang speculated it might be akin to the “Wuyang” perfu Feng Jue possessed, a scent she had left behind.

On the weekend, Ruan ng extended an invitation to Gu Yang for a al at Qingya Residence.

Upon arrival, Gu Yang overheard voices engaged in heated discourse, spoken in English.

Pushing open the partially closed door, she found a man and a woman standing opposite Ruan ng.

The man, roughly Ruan Bin’s age, exuded charm and sophistication, seated with a serene smile as he observed Ruan ng’s altercation with the young woman.

Aware of the door’s opening, he glanced briefly, assuming it was a restaurant staffer and paying little heed.

The Caucasian girl was strikingly beautiful, clad in Gothic black Lolita attire, resembling a character straight out of a dark comic book.

Arms crossed, she regarded Ruan ng with a smug expression, her tone dripping with disdain. “Falling rice, I suggest you cease your futile endeavors. Why would Good Pharmaceuticals opt for you when we’re the superior choice for the Katy family?

Word has it that if Miss Claus secures this opportunity for your father, and he happens to lose, he’ll be cast out from the Bass family. Miss Claus will then be compelled to acquiesce to the family’s directive to wed my father.

“I wonder if there will even be a place for you and your brother when that ti cos, you two illegitimate offspring with tainted lineage.”

Ruan ng seethed with fury, her eyes brimming with indignation. “Tally Kitty, enough! How dare you hurl such insults at and my brother! My father will never falter!”

Tally Katie sneered derisively. “Are you forbidding anyone from speaking the truth? Miss Cross may hail from noble lineage, but your father is nothing more than a Chinese outcast. Aren’t you and your brother nothing but filthy mongrels with impure blood?”

“In China, only pets are fixated on bloodlines.”

As soon as Gu Yang spoke, all three individuals in the private room turned their attention toward her.

“Gu Yang.” Ruan ng’s expression held a hint of surprise upon seeing her. Amidst her heated exchange with Tally Katie, she had nearly forgotten about Gu Yang’s presence.

The man in the chair regarded Gu Yang with a narrowed gaze, his lips curved into a smile. “Ah, not a waiter, but a lovely oriental miss.”

Tally Katie cast a dissatisfied glance at Gu Yang and inquired in English, “Who are you? What do you an?”

Approaching Ruan ng’s side, Gu Yang smiled at Tally Katie. “You don’t understand Chinese? Cousin, could you translate for her?”

Ruan ng let out a derisive snort and averted her gaze.

If pressed to translate, she would, but the thought was undeniably humiliating.

Furthermore, who was she to be addressed as a cousin? Their association was rely strategic friendship, and she wasn’t willing to acknowledge a familial tie.

Despite her reservations, Ruan ng relented and translated Gu Yang’s words for Tally Katie, even adding a taunting remark, “Chinese is a universal language. It’s rather embarrassing that you don’t comprehend it. You’re bringing sha upon the Katie family.”

“Tally Bes!” Tally Katie seethed with anger.

Finally feeling so relief with Tally’s fury, Ruan ng intervened. “Enough. I don’t have the ti to engage in argunts with you. I must attend to my guests. Please leave.”

The young man who had been seated rose from his chair. “Tally, let’s depart.”

Though reluctant, Tally Katie complied. As she passed by Gu Yang, she shot her a peculiar smile before swiftly retrieving a doll from her purse and hurling it towards her.

Ruan ng’s expression shifted. “Gu Yang, don’t look!”