Su Yan shattered her last illusion: "Nothing is impossible, otherwise how would you explain the card appearing in my hands?"

Lin Hui's back stiffened like a bamboo pole, her head still shaking unconsciously.

"An Ge wouldn't like a woman like you."

Su Yan curled her lips into a smile and leaned close to her ear: "What use is the evidence of my crimes that you've obtained through all your tricks? Does your brother An believe a single word of it?"

She straightened up. "Don't overestimate yourself."

She shook her head and sighed as she slowly walked away, leaving Lin Hui standing there in a daze.

Do you think you can win?

After she finished speaking angrily, she immediately took out her phone and dialed a number in her contacts.

The phone rang, and the secretary handed it to Meng Jie with both hands, whispering, "Ms. Meng, it's Ms. Lin."

Meng Jie didn't even glance at it, and went straight in by pushing open the door.

The secretary looked down at her incessantly ringing phone and decisively pressed the reject button.

As soon as Meng Jie entered, the scene immediately became lively.

Several middle-aged women who had been sitting on stools chatting suddenly stood up and rushed over.

The one walking at the front warmly put his arm around Meng Jie's shoulder and affectionately called her "darling".

"Darling, you've finally arrived! We've been waiting for you so long, the flowers are practically withered!"

Meng Jie glanced at Xue Qinxin who was speaking and retorted without any politeness: "How old are you? Do you still think you're a little flower? You've long since withered away without a single petal left."

Xue Qin was taken aback; she was used to such remarks.

Surrounded by a group of people, Meng Jie slowly walked to the table, intending to find a seat at random.

But before he could even sit down, Xue Qinxin grabbed him and pulled him to the center seat.

"If you don't sit in this seat, who will dare to sit in it!"

Meng Jie did not refuse, after all, Xue Qinxin's words made sense.

She took her seat as a matter of course, and Xue Qinxin immediately presented her with a box as if it were a treasure.

"Honey, my husband brought this back from the US. I'm sure you'll love it."

Her obsequious manner didn't surprise anyone else; instead, it aroused a bit of envy.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to curry favor with Meng Jie.

Meng Jie didn't even glance at the gifts on the table; instead, her gaze drifted to the bag beside Xue Qinxin.

"Nice bag."

It just so happens to be the same one that Meng Jie is holding today.

Xue Qinxin was stunned for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly and pulled her bag behind her back.

"It's alright."

Song Rurong, who was standing next to them, looked the two of them up and down and noticed that the atmosphere was a little awkward. She quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Now that President Meng has arrived, let's begin our afternoon tea."

Xue Qinxin nodded in agreement: "Let's get started."

The staff served delicious cakes and pastries, but the ladies were busy admiring each other's jewelry.

Just as the delicate atmosphere was about to be turned around, an uninvited guest arrived for afternoon tea.

"Oh dear, you've all started already. I'm late."

With that cheerful laugh, everyone's attention turned to that direction.

When Meng Jie landed on her, a hint of coldness seemed to spread across her eyes.

Seeing that she had become the focus of everyone's attention, He Yunxin smiled like a flower.

"It's my fault, I'm late. I'll punish myself with three drinks!"

She raised her hand to call for a waiter, but Xue Qinxin coldly interrupted her.

"This is afternoon tea, not some smoky drinking party. Who are you? I've never seen you before."

Her words sparked a flurry of discussion among the others.

"Yes, who is she? Do you know her?"

"I don't know him."

"I don't know him either."

Everyone shook their heads vigorously, not one of them recognizing the unfamiliar yet overly friendly woman in front of them.

He Yunxin was surprised by their directness and felt somewhat embarrassed.

She forced herself to remain calm and pointed in Meng Jie's direction: "I know her."

Xue Qinxin followed the direction of her finger and smiled immediately.

"You talk as if you don't know everyone in M ​​City."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Jie slowly opened her mouth.

"I know her."

Xue Qinxin froze on the spot. Had she been slapped in the face? Was it too late to make amends?

Song Rurong tried to smooth things over as usual: "Since you know each other, please sit down and don't stand."

The others echoed this sentiment, though their faces showed embarrassment.

Who would have thought that this sudden crazy woman could have any connection with Meng Jie?

But what her relationship with Meng Jie is, no one can say for sure.

Xue Qinxin was publicly humiliated, so her expression naturally turned sour, and she sat there without saying another word.

Originally part of the atmosphere-maker group, she stopped talking, which not only prevented the atmosphere from cooling down but also made the scene even more lively thanks to He Yunxin.

The entire audience could only hear He Yunxin talking through a megaphone.

If it weren't for Meng Jie's status, these wealthy women wouldn't have given her a second glance.

When these women get together, especially a group of wealthy women who don't need to work, their conversations, aside from jewelry, are mostly about men and children.

Do you have children? What do you do for a living?

Someone politely asked He Yunxin a question, which opened her up and she started talking non-stop.

"My son is incredibly capable. He doesn't rely on me or his father; he started his own tech company. He's that Cheng Yan!"

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