Although dressed like a child, everything she wore were from high-end luxury brands. The pink doll-like satchel she was carrying seed to be a limited edition worldwide.
Even though Shen Yilan was not too invested in such childish handbags, her eye for fashion was not mistaken. It was likely the new limited edition model designed by Kim for this year.
A flash of envy passed through Shen Yilan’s eyes, but she continued to maintain her composure. Turning to look at Di Mingjue, she took out a business card from her handbag and handed it to him, whispering, "Well then, I won’t disturb you two any longer. Here is my card, I am looking forward to your advice."
Di Mingjue reached out as if to take the card but didn’t grab it. Instead, he blocked her hand and, with a cold, expressionless face, said, "I’m sorry, I don’t work in architecture anymore, I have no advice to give."
Without a sidelong glance, he passed by Shen Yilan, his arm securely around Gu Qibao, making her feel as though she were invisible.
Watching the retreating figures of the two, Shen Yilan’s eyes instantly darkened, and she clutched the card in her hand tightly.
Hu Manke, looking annoyed, sized up the backs of the two departing figures. In a rather angry tone, she said to Shen Yilan, "Yilan, did you see that? That brat is carrying Kim’s limited edition bag from this year. There are only three pink versions in the world, the rest are black and white. Crafted by Kim’s chief designer, the official price for the pink version is half a million. Furthermore, her dress and shoes are all top-tier, custom-made brands."
As Hu Manke spoke, her face was full of resentnt, the jealousy obvious.
"I know," Shen Yilan crumpled the card in her hand into a ball, her face sullen. "Is half a million that impressive?"
For a lead architect, half a million indeed wasn’t much. She was fully capable of purchasing it.
"Of course I know that half a million isn’t a big deal," Hu Manke spat out bitterly. "But her one bag is worth half a year of our salary. Senior Mingjue must have bought her the bag. I don’t believe that a high school graduate brat could afford a bag like this."
Shen Yilan didn’t reply.
Hu Manke continued, "When you were in college, it was clear that you were close to Senior Mingjue, you were the only one in the entire school who could talk to him. But you... instead of catching a golden turtle, you chose..."
"Enough!" Shen Yilan interrupted Hu Manke, her face showing great displeasure. "What’s the point in bringing up the past?"
Seeing that Shen Yilan was upset, Hu Manke quickly said, "Yes, yes, I won’t bring it up again."
Shen Yilan watched the departing figures, her expression growing darker by the minute.
Although she was just an ordinary person, her outstanding academic performance allowed her to attend a foreign architecture school.
Even there, she was known for her beauty and academic prowess, being called the architectural college’s talented beauty, the school flower.
She did have a good relationship with Di Mingjue back then, but there was also the son of the college dean who had a good relationship with her.
At that ti, she didn’t understand what the Di Family represented. As she hadn’t been exposed to high society, she had no way of knowing.
She and Di Mingjue did share so camaraderie. However, Di Mingjue was cold and aloof, and to be honest, his temper was really bad.
On the other hand, the dean’s son was relentlessly pursuing her, full of tenderness and consideration. Compared to Di Mingjue’s cold aloofness, the difference was like night and day.
As the college was a well-known architectural school overseas, she naturally chose the dean’s son.
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