"My God, that dress designed by Mrs. Warren, it's this one, covered in rhinestones, a mysterious purple from the deep sea, and wild silk from the East... Oh God, it's so beautiful!"
A girl held her chest with both hands, completely mesmerized. She had always dreamed of owning such an extravagant dress, but unfortunately, her wish could not come true.
The other girls were also gossiping, looking at Ye Qingqing with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"The jade she wore was also very beautiful. Those are not cheap. It's hard to buy jade of such good quality even if you have money these days."
"Is this girl Gongsun Yao or Gongsun Lin? All East Asians look alike."
"I don't think so. This girl isn't as tall as Gongsun Lin, and Gongsun Yao isn't as pretty as her. Hmm, could it be that there's another girl from the Gongsun family attending the ball?"
"Impossible. A family can only have two spots at most. This girl isn't from the Gongsun family. That's strange, since the Gongsun family clearly paid for the custom-made dress!"
...
Everyone was speculating about Ye Qingqing's background. Some of them had attended dances at Miao Tianxiang's house before and had seen Ye Qingqing, but they didn't know her identity.
“I have met her at Madam Tianxiang’s house, and she has a close relationship with Madam Tianxiang.”
"Could she be Lady Tianxiang's daughter? No wonder she could persuade Lady Warren to come out of retirement again. It's said that Lady Tianxiang has been staying at Lady Warren's house recently, and they have a very close relationship."
...
Miao Tianxiang has quite a reputation internationally, and the girls' gazes towards Ye Qingqing changed. They all assumed that Ye Qingqing was Miao Tianxiang's daughter and dared not underestimate her.
Following Ye Qingqing was Princess Julie, still in a pristine white gown, her head adorned with the legendary crown—truly magnificent, studded with all sorts of jewels—but—
Princess Julie is too petite; she's more than capable of playing the innocent, pure type, but wearing this crown makes her look out of place. Her presence simply can't carry the crown.
Not every woman can be an empress. Wearing a crown only makes the crown steal the show. Everyone's eyes are focused on the crown, and Princess Julie below pales in comparison; no one looks at her.
They tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead.
"Easterners are indeed very wealthy, and they don't like to flaunt their wealth. I've seen it for myself today," one girl remarked, a sentiment echoed by the other guests.
Princess Julie's heart blazed with fury when she saw the dress Ye Qingqing was wearing. So the dress belonged to this slut! She had mistaken it for Gongsun Lin's dress.
The ball was about to begin. Princess Julie frowned. Changing the plan at the last minute was too late. She would have to improvise. Anyway, that bitch Gongsun Lin was no good either. It would be better to get rid of her as well, so that she wouldn't have to go against her all the time.
Ye Qingqing smiled at her from afar and nodded. Princess Julie smiled slightly as well, and they looked very harmonious.
Princess Julie's dance partner was still Prince Edward. Roger went to Pingjiang several times to visit Sang Wanhua and became quite familiar with Ye Qingqing. This guy always made Ye Qingqing call him brother, as he longed for a sister. Unfortunately, Ye Qingqing never called him that, which disappointed Roger.
"My dear Qingqing, we meet again! Let's give each other a hug!"
Upon meeting Ye Qingqing, Roger exaggeratedly hugged her and even tried to kiss her cheek. Ye Qingqing turned her head away and stomped on his foot without any politeness. Roger was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes, and he glared at her resentfully.
"Dance properly, or I'll tell your aunt and make you copy the Three Character Classic." Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes.
Roger dared not act recklessly again and obediently danced with Ye Qingqing. He briefly passed by Princess Julie several times, and seeing her shy and bashful appearance in Prince Edward's arms, Ye Qingqing just wanted to vomit.
Once again, Ye Qingqing turned to face Julie, and on a whim, she flicked her hand, sending a wisp of colorless and odorless powder flying onto Julie. Ye Qingqing smiled smugly, knowing she would teach this woman a lesson later.
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