The top-tier interstellar goddess, Hua Ansu, was betrayed by her best friend and, after narrowly escaping death, ended up in a backward interstellar primitive tribe where a day has forty-eight hour...
Besides, this is supposed to help me build connections, you idiot!
No matter how resentful she felt, she could only obediently follow behind the two as a docile background figure. In fact, almost everyone had noticed her, and many people had seen Sun Yan before, since Zheng Wenwen had taken her around a few times and had even taken the initiative to talk to Sun Yan before... Today, having been deliberately "made things difficult" by Zheng Wenwen, Sun Yan was naturally unlikely to receive their favor again.
Now that Zheng Wenwen was full, she had no temper left. Before, in order to maintain her figure, her mother had made her go out on an empty stomach. Well, at least she had filled her stomach.
These young ladies probably noticed her earlier impatience, but having dealt with Zheng Wenwen for a long time, they knew her personality and praised her highly during their conversations. Zheng Wenwen was naturally pleased and thrived among the group of aristocratic ladies, feeling quite at ease.
Sun Yan felt she couldn't stay by these two people's side forever. Zheng Wenwen and Chen Yiwen's aura was too overwhelming, and she felt completely invisible when she was with them. She was just as good as them!
She whispered to Chen Yiwen, "Yiwen, I need to go to the toilet, will you go?"
Chen Yiwen shook her head.
"Then I'll leave for a bit. Could you tell Wenwen for me?"
Sun Yan left, and Chen Yiwen saw her ask the maid where the toilet was. She looked away and continued to sip her wine.
As the wine swirls in the glass, the drinker's mood seems to sway along with it.
"Chen Yiwen".
Someone called her name.
Chen Yiwen turned around, saw who it was, her fingers tightened slightly, and the wine glass stopped swirling. "Miss Gao."
Gao Qinrong approached, "Let's talk."
Chen Yiwen glanced at Zheng Wenwen, who was chatting and laughing, hesitated for a moment, and then left with Gao Qinrong.
Gao Qinrong cut to the chase, "Do you know what the other purpose of today's banquet is besides being Princess Fu's birthday party?"
Chen Yiwen shook her head, "I don't know."
Gao Qinrong approached her, his voice low, "Chen Yiwen, I quite like you. Would you like to be my sister-in-law?"
Chen Yiwen's eyes widened, then she slowly regained her composure. "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? It means exactly what it says."
Chen Yiwen's gaze was deep. "Doesn't your brother have a fiancée?"
Gao Qinrong snorted coldly, "I don't like that woman, she's not good enough for my brother!"
Chen Yiwen's gaze was very serious. "Miss Gao, it was your own idea to come to me. Your brother doesn't know, does he?"
"Yeah."
Even though she knew his marriage was what he wanted and he could never have imagined there was another woman, Chen Yiwen still felt a pang of emptiness. She asked earnestly, "Is it going to be announced today?"
Gao Qinrong: "Mmm."
"Hey, did you hear what I said? Don't you like my brother? You have a chance to marry him now!" Gao Qinrong said impatiently. "Why are you asking so many questions and begging for time? You're even hesitating about this. I'm starting to doubt whether you even like my brother!"
Chen Yiwen shook her head and said, "I really don't like him anymore." She paused for a moment, "Miss Gao, I congratulate him. And please, for your brother's sake, don't do anything to embarrass him."
Chen Yiwen turned and left. Gao Qinrong stomped her foot. This stubborn woman actually didn't like her brother anymore!
Hmph, if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. There are plenty of girls who like her brother. She can go find someone else!
Gao Qinrong turned around, stunned, "Brother...brother."
Oh my god, when did her brother arrive!