Everyone unconsciously held their breath.
Ji Yuwei lifted her skirt and stepped out of the car with composure, displaying the poise and elegance of a wealthy heiress.
Her long, wavy hair was styled in an updo, revealing her slender and graceful neck. She wore a haute couture starry blue gown, adorned with dazzling rhinestones, and its cinched waist accentuated her shapely figure.
The snow-white skin exposed on her neck and chest was like white jade, making her look charming and alluring.
The makeup may seem simple, but it's actually incredibly meticulous, down to every single eyelash. It's amazing how it elevates someone with only a 7 out of 10 beauty score to a 9 out of 10.
This is Ji Yuwei, the Ji family's previously undisclosed heiress?!
As soon as Ji Yuwei got out of the car, reporters swarmed around her and handed her microphones.
"Miss Yuwei, it is rumored online that you are the granddaughter of Ji Mingfeng, the patriarch of the Ji family, and the younger sister of Ji Yanli, the current president of the Ji Group. Is this information true?"
"Miss Yuwei, why have you never revealed your identity as the daughter of the Ji family? Is it because you don't want to receive preferential treatment because of your family background?"
"Miss Yuwei, may I ask what your relationship is like with your elder brother, President Ji? Does President Ji dote on you, his younger sister?"
"Miss Yuwei..."
Ji Yuwei seemed startled by the reporters who surrounded her: "How did you know..."
As if realizing she had said something wrong, she immediately covered her mouth. Her words were earnest, and her voice was soft.
"I am here today to celebrate Mr. Song's birthday on behalf of my grandfather. My grandfather does not want my identity to be revealed, so please do not publicize this matter."
Doesn't this just admit that it's true?
"Mom, so this Ji Yuwei is the daughter of the Ji family?"
The Ji family is a top-tier family in Jiangcheng. Apart from the Si family, no other family can compare with them, and even the Song family is inferior.
The Jiang family's status is so low that they can't even get close to the Ji family.
This Miss Ji is a true heiress! If you could become friends with a heiress like her, what resources would her family's company ever have to worry about?
Jiang Ranran looked at Ji Yuwei with envy in her eyes.
Ordinary people treat others differently based on their social status, and this is even more true in high society.
Upon hearing the commotion, Madam Song came out to greet the guests, but she completely ignored Chen Fulan and Jiang Ranran and went straight to Ji Yuwei.
"Oh my, Yuwei, you're actually Grandpa Ji's granddaughter? Why didn't you tell me before!"
"How is your grandfather's health? Has it improved? I must visit him another day."
Madam Song had met Ji Yuwei a few times before, but she never expected that she was actually the daughter of the Ji family.
Although Jiang Ranran from the Jiang family is not bad and knows how to please her, the Jiang family is not even considered a prominent family in Jiangcheng's elite circles. They are just a small, insignificant family, and it's only because Wen Jing has taken a liking to her that she's attracted to them.
In Madam Song's view, if her son could be with this Miss Ji, the marriage between the Song family and the Ji family's daughters would be a powerful alliance.
If she had known, she would have let Wen Jing get to know Ji Yuwei more. What did it matter if she was two or three years older?
Ji Yuwei basked in the envious glances directed at her from all directions, feeling smug inside.
She smiled gently and said, "Grandpa is much better now, thank you for your concern, Madam Song."
"You're already being very polite by coming on behalf of Old Master Ji to wish my old man a happy birthday, why did you bring such an expensive gift?"
Upon seeing the coral bracelet in the driver's hand behind Ji Yuwei, Madam Song beamed with delight and quickly urged, "Hurry up and put the bracelet away, then take Miss Yuwei inside."
After Ji Yuwei entered the room, Chen Fulan immediately led Jiang Ranran over to greet her.
In a flattering tone, she said, "Madam Song, I've brought Ranran with me. This is a small token of our appreciation for the old man."
As he spoke, he had Jiang Ranran hand over the ginseng and cordyceps in the transparent packaging.
Madam Song's reaction was noticeably calmer, but she still politely replied, "Alright, I'll thank you on behalf of the old man. Please accept this."
Turning around and entering the room, Chen Fulan and Jiang Ranran quickly followed Madam Song's footsteps.
As soon as she entered the banquet hall, Madam Song saw Jiang Nian, dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, placing the wooden box she had brought on the table, which was already piled high with a dazzling array of gifts.
He couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Isn't this Jiang Nian? What's this girl doing here?!"
A few days ago at the police station, Jiang Nian's cold and arrogant demeanor, and her complete disregard for the Song family, infuriated Madam Song. Not to mention, Jiang Nian even beat her precious son so badly that he ended up in the hospital.
Just seeing Jiang Nian made Madam Song grit her teeth in hatred.
Jiang Ranran seized the opportunity and immediately added fuel to the fire: "Aunt Song, my mother and I were also surprised to see my sister, but she said that she was personally invited by Dean Song Sichen."
Madam Song immediately sneered, not believing it at all: "Si Chen personally invited a high school student from the countryside? She really can make up any kind of nonsense!"
Meanwhile, Ji Yuwei walked into the banquet hall with composure and confidence.
A quick glance revealed Jiang Nian's figure. As if struck by lightning, a chill ran through him from head to toe.
this……
When Grandpa said he was going to bring Jiang Nian to Grandpa Song's birthday banquet, didn't Jiang Nian say she had plans for the evening and couldn't come?!
How did she end up here!
Ji Yuwei's confidence crumbled instantly. Only Jiang Nian knew that she wasn't the real heiress of the Ji family at all.
She just showed off so ostentatiously, even calling the media and paparazzi.
If Jiang Nian were to publicly reveal that she was the real heiress and that she was the fake one, wouldn't she instantly fall from the heights of being admired to the depths of despair, becoming a laughingstock?
Ji Yuwei's face turned deathly pale.
Before Jiang Nianchao could even react, he instinctively hid behind the wall.
However, Jiang Nian noticed out of the corner of her eye that someone seemed to have seen her and then hid, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.
Just as I was about to head that way, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me.
The next second, a glass of red wine was thrown at her in front of everyone!
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