Chapter 1 First Encounter
[Beep, white, thin, and beautiful system check-in point——]
[Beep, check-in point for the Godly Rich System——]
[Beep, check-in place for the male god harvester——]
"Stop! If you have nothing to hide, let us check your bag!"
Zhan Xiaorao grabbed Fan Shengmei's bag strap and refused to let go, acting aggressively.
Fan Shengmei pulled her hand away abruptly, her back straightening. "Miss, you have no right to check my personal belongings."
Zhan Xiaorao sneered, "How dare you come to this kind of event with a fake bag on your back?"
She looked at Fan Shengmei with disdain. "Everyone knows what you're up to. Since you failed to land a rich husband, you want to trade Qinqin's real bag for this fake one?"
The gazes from all around were as sharp as knives.
Fan Shengmei's breath stopped - this Hermès Birkin was given to her by Qu Lianjie last week, and she wore it for the first time today. She really didn't know it was a fake.
She looked at Xu Qin who was a few steps away.
The adopted daughter of the Meng family stood quietly, holding a bag exactly the same as hers, the leather was shiny and the lock shone with the luster of real gold.
What Meng Yanchen sent was naturally the genuine article.
"I've already explained it."
Fan Shengmei's voice trembled, "Ms. Xu took it by mistake in the bathroom. I didn't change it! And we've already changed it back!"
Xu Qin pursed her lips, took a step forward, and said in a gentle but unquestionable tone,
"Ms. Fan, I'm sorry...but there's a ring in my bag. It's the engagement ring my fiancé gave me. It's very important to me."
She paused and pulled out a check from her purse. "If you're willing to pay it back to me, I can compensate you."
compensate?
The onlookers whispered.
"This Miss Xu is indeed worthy of being raised by the Meng family. Her demeanor is different."
"That's right, among the gold diggers, how many of them have clean hands and feet?"
Fan Shengmei's chest heaved violently.
She came here indeed to climb up the social ladder. She had a whole family waiting for her to support, but now she was being skinned and disemboweled in public.
She looked at Xu Qin's gentle yet suspicious eyes, at Zhan Xiaorao's sarcastic expression, and at the surrounding gazes that ranged from contempt to curiosity...
"I said, I didn't take it!" She suddenly raised her voice, but the ending tone revealed a hint of sob.
"You say it's not true, so it's not true? You were the only one who touched Qinqin's bag just now..." Zhan Xiaorao was relentless.
“Crash—”
Fan Shengmei suddenly unbuttoned her bag and dumped the contents onto the floor - lipstick, powder, and a folded rental contract were scattered all over the floor.
"Have you seen enough?"
She sneered, "Do you want a body search?"
The crowd suddenly fell silent for a moment.
"That's enough."
A deep male voice broke through the noise.
Meng Yanchen walked out from the shadows, his well-tailored suit outlining his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
He glanced at the mess on the floor, squatted down, picked up the things one by one, put them back into the bag and handed it to Fan Shengmei.
"I apologize to you on behalf of my sister."
"Meng Yanchen, she took the engagement ring that Song Yan gave to Qinqin, and just now—"
Zhan Xiaorao wanted to say something but was stopped by a glare from Meng Yanchen, and Xu Qin next to her quickly pulled her back.
"The ring has been found."
The hotel manager hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, holding a diamond ring in his hand. "The staff found it in the sink while cleaning."
Xu Qin froze in place, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face.
Meng Yanchen's eyes darkened.
"Feel sorry."
He handed over the bag, holding a gold-stamped business card in his other hand. "If you need anything later..."
Fan Shengmei grabbed her bag but did not take the gold-embossed business card.
With red eyes, she glanced at Xu Qin and Zhan Xiaorao, then looked at Meng Yanchen.
"You're not the one who should apologize."
Xu Qin lowered her head and said nothing, but Zhan Xiaorao grumbled unconvincedly.
"She was carrying a fake one to begin with, but at least she wasn't wronged..."
“That’s enough!”
Meng Yanchen's voice suddenly turned cold.
Fan Shengmei couldn't stay any longer, so she grabbed her bag and ran away.
The crowd automatically parted, and her back was as thin as her dignity which was now shattered on the ground.
Meng Yanchen bent down and picked up the ignored paper on the ground.
It was a lease renewal contract, and Party B's signature, "Fan Shengmei," was clearly visible on the back of the paper.
The address bar clearly reads - 22nd Floor, Ode to Joy Community.
Reading Notes:
Everyone is here for fun, to see if it's sweet or not, if it's good or not, read the comments section, and try to ensure that the hero and heroine are not OOC, of course, other characters may have their own interpretations if the plot requires it.
It's just fan fiction, don't worry about it, just have fun~
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