Chapter 341 I Saw Your Barren Soul
"Are you crazy? This suit of mine costs more than 2,000 yuan!" Chen Xiwen anxiously wiped the stains on his clothes with a napkin.
This was the dress she had bought specifically for the class reunion, wanting to show her old classmates how glamorous her life was now.
As a result, less than two hours after arriving at the villa, it was first stained with tea, and then stained with black sugar stains from the cakes thrown around by this madman!
Lu Yi rolled his eyes in disdain and snorted, "Look at how anxious you are, I thought it was 20 million. A 2,000 yuan piece of clothing is too cheap to be used as a rag for me."
When several socialites heard Lu Yi's words, they covered their lips and laughed softly.
"Is that outfit she's wearing a knockoff? It's obviously fake, yet she treats it like a treasure."
"Who let this person in? It's really degrading."
"I guess he snuck in here hoping to climb up the social ladder? What kind of clumsy tactics haven't we seen in this circle?"
The discussion was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Chen Xiwen to hear, as if it was deliberately belittling her.
Chen Xiwen's face flushed instantly. He didn't care about the stains on his clothes anymore and retorted at the top of his voice, "Why are you pretending to be so noble? Just because you have a few bucks, you can look down on others. I may not be as wealthy as you, but at least I'm more genuine than you!"
She thought these words would touch the other person's sore spot and make him feel ashamed, but in reality, all she got in return was disdainful looks and even more sarcastic laughter.
It was as if she was just a clown entertaining others.
"It's really real, showing off in a knock-off Miu outfit." One of the socialites sneered, "The Miu representative from South China is here today too. I wonder what he'd think of you wearing this."
A hint of panic flashed in Chen Xiwen's eyes. Miu is an internationally famous brand. Why would the agent come to attend such a small opening ceremony?
She swallowed hard, forcing herself not to show her timidity, and said with her neck stiff, "So what? It's my freedom to wear whatever I want! Put away your condescending attitude. Even if we are poor, we are poor with dignity!"
It was the first time Meng Anran heard such self-righteous and shameless words, and she almost couldn't help laughing. She tilted her head towards Qin Mu and whispered, "Come over and join in the fun."
Qin Mu curled up the corners of his lips and said, "I'm happy to accompany you."
After nodding to Mr. Xu, the two men walked towards the center of the farce.
"Everyone present is a well-known figure in the industry, or a daughter of a wealthy family." Meng Anran's clear voice echoed, and the surroundings instantly quieted down. She slowly walked over to Chen Xiwen and smiled. "Different circles have different values. Why force yourself to fit in?"
Chen Xiwen gritted his teeth and glared at Meng Anran, his hands clutching the hem of his clothes, revealing his embarrassment. "To put it bluntly, you just look down on the poor!"
"Don't exaggerate. No one looks down on the poor. The Meng family was poor once too." Meng Anran said lightly and calmly, his tone not strong but very powerful. "It doesn't matter whether you are rich or not. What matters is that I see your impoverished soul."
Although not rich, he has to buy an expensive imitation that is beyond his financial ability to save face.
Deliberately squeeze into a circle that does not belong to one's own class, and when not taken seriously, turn around and accuse others.
Only when you are not strong enough inside and your abilities are not outstanding enough will you want to arm yourself with superficial brilliance.
To a certain extent, the desire to compare is actually a form of inferiority.
"Well said!" Lu Yi suddenly applauded, and the applause echoed in the silent hall, sounding particularly harsh.
Chen Xiwen gritted his teeth, his eyes reddened with tears. He had never been exposed and humiliated in such a way in his entire life.
Meng Anran smiled with her red lips. She bent down and leaned close to her ear, whispering, "Old classmate, go back to your room and rest for a while. If you continue to stay here, you will only embarrass yourself."
The gazes from all around pierced Chen Xiwen's body like silver needles. She was so panicked that even her breathing became rapid. She lowered her head and walked away quickly.
Looking at her receding back, the smile on Meng Anran's face disappeared, and he pursed his lips and remained silent for half a second.
She had never thought of using class to humiliate Chen Xiwen. She had already instructed the foreman to take all the old classmates to the side hall and treat them well. She would go there after the ceremony was over.
But Chen Xiwen was restless and wanted to show up in this gathering of business giants and new capital elites to show his uniqueness.
That would be a good opportunity for her to see with her own eyes that they are two different people after all.
The friendship that she had torn apart with her own hands destroyed the easiest path to the peak of her life.
"She will regret it." Qin Mu put his arm around Meng Anran's shoulders, as if he could easily sense her emotions.
Meng Anran chuckled and shook her head helplessly: "She won't."
Chen Xiwen now is very similar to Lu Qingcheng in the past. People with poor souls will never admit their own problems and will only blame others.
Be jealous of everyone who lives better than you, blame the world for being unfair, blame bad luck, and blame others for not helping you.
Instead of thinking about how to work hard to climb up, they think about how to frame others and drag all those who are better than themselves into the quagmire, so that their impoverished hearts can find a little comfort.
"Do we need to be on guard?" Qin Mu understood the meaning behind Meng Anran's words and said worriedly, "There will be a lot of traffic at the villa these days, so we should arrange more security patrols."
"No need." Meng Anran glanced at him sideways and gave him a comforting smile: "The people we interact with are not simple people. Chen Xiwen's little tricks won't cause any trouble."
"Okay." Qin Mu wanted to rub her head affectionately, but when he realized she was wearing a hairpin, he withdrew his hand. "You stay here to attend the socializing. I'll accompany Director Xu to see "Distant Mountain Misty Rain."
"Yeah." Meng Anran nodded and watched him walk away. Then she set her sights on Lu Yi who was leaning against a pillar eating Mo Yunsu.
His eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was as cold as the frost outside the window: "What are you doing here?"
Lu Yi's thin lips curled up into a scoundrel smile, "Free food and drink."
Meng Anran pulled the corners of her lips together in a half-smile, not wanting to argue with him in this situation. "Go back to your room. I'll have someone bring you whatever you want to eat."
"No." Lu Yi retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and took a bite of the black sesame cake shaped like an inkstone in his hand. He looked lazy, like a playboy from a wealthy family. "If Lu Heng wasn't worried about you and it wasn't convenient for him to show up, I wouldn't bother to listen to your hypocritical flattery."
Meng Anran's eyes were slightly startled, but she didn't order him to leave, tacitly allowing him to stay. She casually said, "You are obviously the most uncontrollable danger."
Lu Yi glanced at her and suddenly smiled: "The tiger is pressing down on the mountain. As long as I don't get angry, there will be no danger."
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