She was mocking Song Ci for marrying into a wealthy family just to give birth to a boy and treating herself as a reproductive machine, implying that although Song Ci looked glamorous on the surface, her life was not easy behind the scenes.
People are like this. When they see the pheasant they used to hang out with suddenly become a phoenix and live a luxurious life, they feel jealous and resentful, and they can't wait to hear that the person is having marital discord.
When everyone heard Jin Feng's words, some were secretly happy, while others doubted its truth.
Zheng Suyue had been accompanying her husband at a social event. Now her husband left her to talk to a group of men. When she had some free time, she walked towards Jinfeng and the others with a glass of wine in her hand.
Seeing Zheng Suyue coming over, Jin Feng slightly put away her arrogant look.
The Zheng family was a family of scholars, and years ago they had successfully married into the mayor's family. Zheng Suyue married the mayor's son, and with her arrival, she became the most prestigious of the women.
Zheng Suyue and Song Ci were good friends. She had heard Jin Feng's words a long time ago and felt very unhappy.
As they got closer, Zheng Suyue clinked glasses with the ladies and then touched the wedding ring on her ring finger. She acted surprised and said, "Guess who else will be here tonight?"
"Who is it?"
Jinfeng felt something was wrong.
Zheng Suyue smiled faintly and said, "When I went to the bathroom just now, I heard the eldest young lady of the Dongfang family talking to Madam Han on the phone, asking how long it would take for her to arrive."
Hearing this, the expressions of the women suddenly became interesting.
Mrs. Han?
Song Dynasty porcelain?
"Didn't she just give birth not long ago? Will she be attending the auction today?"
Zheng Suyue covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled, then continued, "Not only that, I heard that Song Ci hasn't completely lost weight after giving birth. When Mr. Han learned that she was coming to the banquet, he ordered several high-end dresses for her in Paris early on. I heard that the cheapest one costs over 800,000 yuan."
"Hey, this haute couture dress is so delicate, you can't wear it again after wearing it once. Mr. Han really dotes on Mrs. Han."
After Zheng Suyue finished speaking, she looked at Jinfeng's expression with interest.
Noticing that the black dress Jin Feng was wearing was a model from last year's G show, she acted surprised and pointed at Jin Feng's dress and said, "Hey, Miss Jin, that dress of yours is so beautiful! I saw it at the show last year and wanted to buy it, too. But I don't have a figure like yours, so I can't support it. I missed it with regret."
Hearing this, several lively eyes fell on Jin Feng at the same time.
She has been on and off with the second young master of the Dongfang family for several years, and has almost stepped into the Dongfang family. Now she is attending such an occasion and is still wearing last year's skirt. This is unacceptable to these women who love to compare and advocate fashion.
Therefore, the look he gave Jin Feng became one of contempt and disdain.
Jin Feng's smile didn't change. She simply said indifferently, "I'm not like Song Ci. I don't have a husband who's the richest man in the world, so I naturally can't wear a dress worth tens of millions of yuan as casual clothes. I'm also not as lucky as Miss Zheng, who married into a family with a noble background."
This statement was not only an implicit criticism that Song Ci was a vase that depended on Han Zhan for a living, but also an implicit criticism that Zheng Suyue was able to stand up straight now because of her husband's family status.
Zheng Suyue was about to retort when she heard a charming and moving voice coming from the back of the crowd, approaching from far away.
"I was able to successfully marry the richest man, and Su Yue was able to smoothly marry into the Jiang family. Naturally, we have our own strengths. But Miss Jin, when I got married three and a half years ago, you were dating the Second Young Master Dongfang. When I gave birth to my child two years ago, you were dating the married Second Young Master Dongfang. When I gave birth to my second child last month, I heard that you were still dating the Second Young Master Dongfang."
As soon as the words fell, a graceful and voluptuous figure walked in front of everyone.
Everyone looked up, following the path of a pair of silver-gray ultra-high heels, and saw a lavender, strapless, waist-cinching dress, dotted with countless tiny, glittering pieces of a unique material. The light fell on the dress, emitting a faint purple glow, imbued with the scent of money.
The owner of the long dress has skin as white as snow, clear makeup on her porcelain-white cheeks, black hair curled into small wavy cake rolls, and only a pair of retro earrings and a plain ring on her ring finger.
She held a small and exquisite evening bag in her right hand, and had a light layer of cinnamon pink lipstick on her lips. Even without bright red lips, she had the aura of a queen.
As soon as Song Ci appeared, the socialites and wealthy ladies in front of Zheng Suyue felt embarrassed, thinking that the things they had said before might have reached Song Ci's ears.
Song Ci stood in front of Jin Feng, smiled at Zheng Suyue, and said, "Long time no see, Suyue."
Zheng Suyue also smiled at her.
Song Ci turned around suddenly, and taking advantage of her height, she lowered her head and looked at Jin Feng. Her eyes were very explicit, as if she was looking at an object, without a trace of warmth.
Jin Feng's legs went weak under Song Ci's gaze. Just as she was about to find an excuse to slip away, she heard Song Ci finish what she hadn't finished before. She said, "I know the old lady of the Dongfang family. She is a noble but sensible lady. I'm wondering, Miss Jin is quite beautiful, why is it that after three or four years of flirting with the second young master of the Dongfang family, she still hasn't been able to enter the Dongfang family? Is it because of your character, Miss Jin, that you can't catch the old lady's eye? Or is it that you, Miss Jin, are just a piece of shitty plaster stuck to the second young master, and he can't tear it off even if he wants to?"
The whole audience was silent!
Zheng Suyue had always known that Song Ci was a man of sharp tongues, but she had never expected him to be so eloquent.
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