Ji Yunya blinked: "Mr. Qin, right? I often see him on TV. I didn’t expect him to be so approachable in person."
Pei Bao’er glanced at her and smiled: "What were you discussing just now?"
"Discussing the principle of taking from the people and using it for the people," Yun Ya said lightly.
Pei Bao’er noticed that Mr. Qin seed to really like her earlier, hesitated, and then laughed: "Being able to speak with Mr. Qin is a blessing others couldn’t exchange for, even in several lifetis."
"Is that so?" Yun Ya smiled.
At this mont, Dongfang Yi entered holding a man’s arm. Tonight, Dongfang Yi was dressed captivatingly, yet still dignified and graceful, catching everyone’s eye. The man was handso and tall, his eyebrows resembling Dongfang Yi’s, appearing elegant and refined. He was likely Dongfang Yi’s brother, Dongfang Ji.
As soon as Dongfang Yi entered, she instantly beca the focus of the entire venue, existing as if among stars surrounding the moon, smiling and conversing with people, her gaze sweeping over the crowd and briefly landing on Yun Ya before moving away.
Dongfang Yi’s appearance made Jiang Hanbi and the other socialites who entered afterward seem dim in comparison.
For a mont, the entire event was filled with the scents of fragrance and the clinking of glasses.
Pei Bao’er pulled Yun Ya: "Let’s go greet Miss Dongfang."
Yun Ya was pulled over, Dongfang Yi was chatting vivaciously with a noble lady, and seeing Pei Bao’er pulling Yun Ya over, she smiled: "Miss Ji, haven’t seen you for a while. Hope you’ve been well."
Yun Ya’s etiquette was impeccable, without any faults: "Miss Dongfang."
The noble lady talking with Dongfang Yi frowned and glanced at Yun Ya: "Who is this?"
Dongfang Yi smiled and said: "This is Miss Ji from Jiangzhou, her company is the Ji Group."
Owning a company? The noble lady’s eyes displayed even more disdain. Although in today’s era, the social status of businessn has risen, in the eyes of those who fancy themselves as nobles, it’s still a bit unacceptable. Another Gou Wenyan gone, and now another... so kind of lady.
Yun Ya showed no awareness of being looked down upon, gracefully smiling, standing there with an even more outstanding deanor than Dongfang Yi, unsettling the lady.
Dongfang Yi’s gaze narrowed slightly, then she smiled: "She has another identity, which might surprise Mrs. Han."
Mrs. Han raised an eyebrow, listened attentively.
"A few days ago at Elder Yan’s birthday banquet, Third Lady personally announced Yan Song’s marriage..."
Mrs. Han imdiately rembered: "So it’s her, no wonder..."
No wonder what? No wonder she’s so beautiful, with such outstanding deanor—if lacking family background, sothing else is needed. Her gaze on Yun Ya lacked disdain and instead held a hint of evaluation.
Yun Ya only felt tired; dealing with these socialites and noble ladies was more exhausting than walking for a day, but she had to gather her energy to cope with scrutiny from all sides.
"Cousin." A cold voice rang out, making Yun Ya feel a chill down her spine. The next mont Ye Xiaoxiao walked over beside Dongfang Yi, casting a sharp glance at Yun Ya filled with deep hatred.
Dongfang Yi smiled at her: "I was saying I’d visit you these days, but school matters got busy and I couldn’t."
"Cousin is very busy, unlike , who’s just idle." Feng Dai and Dongfang Yi’s mother were distant cousins, and the connection reaching Ye Xiaoxiao’s generation was long forgotten, but the two families stood together, making the ’cousin’ call seem genuine.
"By the way, didn’t you stay in Jiangzhou for a few years? Are you familiar with Miss Ji?" Dongfang Yi asked with a smile.
Ye Xiaoxiao curled her lips, smiling with palpable hostility: "As familiar as can be."
Dongfang Yi raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Judging by your tone, it sounds like there’s a story there."
Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled twice: "If Cousin enjoys stories, I’ll tell you soti."
Dongfang Yi naturally knew about the grudge between Ye Xiaoxiao and Ji Yunya, smiled upon hearing this, a swift flash of mockery in her eyes, too fast to catch.
Judging by Ye Xiaoxiao’s expression, she probably won’t hold back today. It’s been two years, she nearly forgot this cousin. Today she’ll see if this cousin has beco smarter over the past two years.
"Miss Ji, do you rember , your old friend?" Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at Yun Ya, smiling as she asked, but her tone was filled with murderous intent, like a dormant beast ready to devour her.
Yun Ya smiled indifferently: "Of course I rember, two years without seeing each other. Miss Ye has beco even more radiant. Had she not spoken, I wouldn’t have recognized her."
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