"Wouldn't becoming the rightful young master of the He family be an even greater benefit?"
He Yaonian sneered.
"No matter how much he schemes and tries to please everyone, even if he reaches the pinnacle of his career, it is not as precious as the He family bloodline."
Mingdai ate another bite of meat.
Chew and chew.
When He Yaonian saw that her soup was gone, he quietly added another bowl for her.
Do you think what I said makes sense?
Mingdai nodded.
The He family bloodline is not something that can be obtained through hard work alone.
Mo Tingchuan would give up everything to do it.
In the afternoon, Mingdai met with Li Jianshe's mistress again.
The mistress has hooked up with Mingdai, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that.
Mingdai took her to a brand store to look at jewelry.
Girls find it hard to resist shiny things.
The mistress was completely smitten.
I didn't dare pick anything too expensive, for fear of upsetting Mingdai.
Mingdai remained silent, only fulfilling the mistress's demands.
After buying almost everything, the mistress took a fancy to a silk scarf.
It's not expensive, but this is the last one left in the store.
"Sister, I want that one."
The mistress swayed her hips, her voice so sweet it almost made Mingdai faint.
Mingdai asked the shop assistant to wrap it up.
"That scarf is mine."
The orioles have arrived.
Upon hearing the voice, Mingdai immediately wanted to escape from the place of trouble.
After several encounters, she learned that Fang Li, this young lady, was willful and arrogant.
It's better to avoid trouble.
Mingdai patted the mistress's arm.
"I'll buy you something else."
The mistress is very sensible; as long as she doesn't spend money, there's no problem with buying other things.
The key point is that Fang Li didn't really want the scarf.
She thought that Mingdai had taken a liking to it and wanted it, so she wanted to possess it for herself.
"What a coincidence."
Fang Li, with her silky, alluring chestnut-brown wavy hair, wearing the latest seasonal midi dress, her long, jade-like legs dazzling, and diamond-encrusted high-heeled sandals, walked proudly and superiorly before Ming Dai.
"I haven't been able to get to know them properly the last few times."
Fang Li looked at Ming Dai with disdain and reluctantly extended her hand.
"Hello, I'm Fang Li. I suppose you're already somewhat familiar with me."
If Mingdai can't escape, then we'll have to confront her head-on.
She reached out and shook hands briefly with Fang Li.
Fang Li's little hands are surprisingly soft, smooth, and boneless, making them very pleasant to touch.
"Hello, I am Mingdai."
Mingdai was poised and composed.
"I know you. You're married now. Your husband's name is Mo Tingchuan."
See? It's so easy for rich people to understand someone.
"It seems Miss Fang has already inquired about my ancestors for eighteen generations."
This is normal.
After all, Fang Li regarded her as a rival in love.
Forget about her ancestors for eighteen generations, she probably knows everything about her friends, business partners, and the direction her company takes...
Shouldn't it?
Fang Li raised her eyebrows.
This young lady is really beautiful.
Mingdai genuinely acknowledged her good looks.
She always showed more patience towards beautiful women than towards others.
But...
"I don't think it's appropriate."
Mingdai smiled, her expression playful, showing no sign of the tension or wariness one might expect when facing a rival.
"Miss Fang has misunderstood me."
Mingdai sighed, pretending to be helpless.
Fang Li sneered, "You have a husband but you still cling to someone else's fiancé. Don't you think you're shameless?"
Such a powerful attack right from the start.
Aren't you afraid I'll tell your husband?
Although Fang Li had investigated the relationship between Ming Dai and Mo Tingchuan, she really didn't know the true nature of their feelings for each other.
In Fang Li's world, Ming Dai is a shameless vixen.
"If your husband knew how unfaithful you were, what do you think he would do to you?"
Mingdai was surprised.
This young lady seems rather naive.
Since they believe she's being restless and pestering He Yaonian, she must think He Yaonian is better, so why would she care what Mo Tingchuan thinks?
Mingdai didn't speak.
The mistress next to her had quite a fascinating expression.
She probably felt like she had finally found her people, realizing that even wealthy women weren't much different from her.
The mistress felt comforted and instantly felt that she was on equal footing with Mingdai.
Why aren't you saying anything?
Fang Li thought Ming Dai's silence was because she was afraid.
"If you really don't want me to make a scene in front of your husband, then you'd better just stop bothering my fiancé."
Mingdai: "...Miss Fang, if I remember correctly, he is no longer your fiancé, and you broke off your engagement a long time ago."
"That's none of your business."
Fang Li broke through the defense.
"Before you take something from someone else, you should first consider whether you deserve it. Don't think that just because my fiancé gives you a few nice looks, you can act recklessly."
"I didn't steal it."
Mingdai is innocent.
Everyone around was listening intently to the gossip.
If Mingdai can't explain herself clearly, who knows what others will say about her.
"Miss Fang, instead of warning or threatening me, you might as well go find him."
Mingdai straightened her back.
I will never let myself be wronged.
"You say I'm the one clinging to him, but have you ever considered that the truth is he's the one clinging to me?"
"impossible!"
Fang Li was even more vulnerable.
Over the years, she had never seen He Yaonian pursue any woman.
He Yaonian was so high and mighty and unattainable that only women would pursue him; he would never fall for any woman.
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