Even Zhou Xiaoxuan had to admit that this woman looked like the spokesperson for the handbag.
Passing female guests, swept away by her air of elegance, would glance at the billboard outside and then step inside the store.
This was Zhou Xiaoxuan’s lifelong pain—being outshone in beauty for her entire life.
Mother Huang felt deeply upset. Every ti she saw Yan Xixi, an unpleasant feeling would well up from within.
The person who ca out to greet them was Xu Xiaoya.
It was past her work hours. She had taken off her business attire and changed into a simple white dress.
Mother Huang was surprised. She rembered Xu Xiaoya used to have a bit of a worldly aura, a type she had always looked down upon. But over the past year or two, Xu Xiaoya had completely changed. She was now especially vibrant, energetic, proper, and significantly more refined.
Xu Xiaoya was naturally beautiful, and now with her enhanced aura, she appeared to have been completely transford.
This was one of the reasons why Zhou Xiaoxuan was so infuriated.
She suddenly realized that, at so unknown point, she no longer completely surpassed Xu Xiaoya in terms of looks, temperant, status, or even inco. In the past, Xu Xiaoya had rely been an accessory to her. Otherwise, who would have been so close? But now, Xu Xiaoya was seemingly on par with Yan Xixi.
As for Yan Xixi, there was no need to elaborate. Her clothing, food, accommodations—everything about her had changed. Even Mother Huang recognized this profoundly. The timid, careful girl had vanished, replaced by this woman in a rcedes-Benz who seed like a powerful career woman.
Mother Huang was consud by jealousy.
She had truly hoped to see Xixi fall into ruin—plunging into poverty and despair after leaving her son.
The two won climbed into the rcedes, this ti with Xu Xiaoya driving. Her driving skills were much improved, and they laughed heartily as they sped off in a flash.
Mother Huang’s astonishnt wouldn’t subside. "I thought she spent all day with Wan Donglin."
"It seems Young Master Wan hardly ever cos to this shop. She, on the other hand, often cos to have dinner with Xu Xiaoya."
"Wan Donglin didn’t want her?"
"Who knows."
Even though Yan Xixi wasn’t with Wan Donglin, she was still living quite well. Even the car hadn’t been bought by Wan Donglin; they had bought it themselves.
Mother Huang grew more and more furious. This was simply unacceptable! An underdog’s infuriating success? Were they really dashing towards the life of the rich, fair, and beautiful?
"Aunt Huang, you wouldn’t believe how arrogant they were in front of last ti! Xu Xiaoya said she specifically asked you to co and see. She claid that Yan Xixi was liberated after breaking up with Huang Xiaojue. Otherwise, she’d be a neglected, aging wife forever, never making anything of herself..."
"Not only that, they even said you should just cling to your ’princess’ daughter-in-law. Otherwise, you’d fail to beco the Empress Dowager and end up as so despised old servant instead."
Mother Huang was so angry she could have spat blood, but she only sneered coldly.
"Those two won are really gloating now. Just like scoundrels reveling in their success."
"And that’s not all! Who would believe she’s not Wan Donglin’s mistress? Wan Donglin spoke up for her and almost got my nephew sent to jail."
Mother Huang blurted out, "From what I see, they still rely on my son. If my son hadn’t spent money and effort laying the groundwork for them, would they be where they are today? Now that they’re successful and making money, they’ve just kicked my son aside. They’re ungrateful..."
"What do you an?"
"They returned the capital my son invested, claiming the shop has nothing to do with him anymore!"
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