After showing off her necklace, Wang Feifei then showed off her diamond ring, the size of a pigeon egg, which ignited the passion in the hearts of all the women present. Then she said, "Next, I have a favor to ask."
The venue was completely silent.
Wang Feifei asked from the stage, "Ms. He Jing, are you still here?"
Everyone immediately looked in He Jing's direction.
Just as Shen Qiuyu was about to feed He Jing strawberries, she hesitated for a moment before putting the strawberries into He Jing's mouth.
Her glossy, full red lips, stained with strawberry juice, were even more alluring and captivating.
Her alluring lips clashed sharply with her calm and aloof gaze. He Jing slowly wiped her mouth with a tissue and looked directly at the stage: "Miss Wang, please feel free to make any requests."
Wang Feifei said, "Could Miss He Jing play a duet with me? I'd like to entertain everyone."
Shen Qiuyu frowned: "What's wrong with Wang Feifei all of a sudden?"
Why doesn't she just play the piano to entertain everyone?
And nobody stopped her.
He Chen calmly looked at He Jing.
If she doesn't want to, he has a million reasons to stop her.
He Jing glanced around the banquet hall without making a sound, but didn't see Cheng Yi.
She seems to have a clue what's going to happen next...
He Jing smiled and stood up from her chair with a smile, saying, "I will certainly not refuse Miss Wang's kind invitation."
Shen Fu looked at He Jing with some anticipation, wondering what kind of program she would bring.
With her terrifying intuition as a vicious supporting character, Shen Qiuyu realized that there was probably a trap involved. She tugged at He Jing and whispered, "Sister Jing, that little bitch Cheng Yi has disappeared. She's definitely up to something."
He Jing lowered her eyes and smiled sweetly at her: "Isn't that perfect?"
She brought her here to suppress Cheng Yi. Since Cheng Yi also wants to go against her, why not have some fun?
Shen Qiuyu choked for a moment, then giggled and waved her hand: "Sister Jing, go and kill that little bitch!"
"Keep a low profile."
He Jing waved to her.
In the shadows, Cheng Yi's group of wealthy girlfriends, seeing that He Jing had taken the bait, couldn't help but let out a disdainful sneer:
"Does he really think he can do everything? He'll take on any job."
"Xiaoyi, stand up for yourself and overshadow He Jing. From now on, she will never be worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as you again."
"A mere fake heiress, nothing to be proud of."
...
For these legitimate heiresses, nothing is more important than bloodline. They hate illegitimate daughters and sons the most, considering fake ones no different from illegitimate ones.
They had no appreciation for those delicate little white flowers; each one was ambitious and scheming to seize the family's property.
Cheng Yi put down his wine glass and smiled confidently: "Then let's wait and see the show."
She had worked so hard to learn the instrument, and now it was finally coming in handy.
Every day she practiced the piano, she thought about the humiliation she had suffered at He Jing's hands.
Tonight, let her completely wash away the humiliation of the past and regain her dignity.
When He Jing got on stage, Wang Feifei asked, "Miss He Jing, what's your best instrument?"
Without hesitation, He Jing answered, "Erhu."
Wang Feifei nodded.
It turned out that the rich girl who suggested she play a duet with He Jing and Cheng Yi hadn't lied to her.
That's good.
She didn't want to embarrass He Jing.
He Jing twisted her wrist. She hadn't played the erhu for a long time and wondered how well she would play later. The only musical instrument she had learned before she transmigrated was the erhu.
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