** 1 hours ago **
Sitting in the plush chair at the salon, Chen Yiwen's gaze lingered on the dress before her – the creation of her sleepless nights and the catalyst for another controversy that had unfolded at Wang's Shopping Mall.
The garment, a symbol of both her creative expertise and recent 'fame', now awaited its debut at the Charity Ball, an event she was determined to attend despite not receiving an invitation.
The mere act of not being invited felt like a punishment, but she was Chen Yiwen, she refused to accept defeat.
Stepping out of her red Ferrari, she emerged like a goddess, leaving onlookers stunned and questioning if this was indeed the same Chen Yiwen. The shimmering white gown, adorned with a feathered tail and a silver diamond-infused corset, clung perfectly to her body. Silver jewelry graced her ears, neck, wrist, and, notably, her ring finger. Her hair was elegantly pulled back in a low messy bun, and a soft glam makeup accentuated her features.
As the paparazzi's cameras flashed, capturing the entrance of this captivating figure, Chen Yiwen became the center of attention, amplified by the scandal that preceded her arrival.
"Ms. Chen, do you have any comments regarding your behavior earlier towards Ms. Chu?"
"Ms. Chen, can you tell us why you assaulted Ms. Chu?"
Ignoring the questions thrown her way, she swiftly made her way to the venue's entrance.
Entering the luxurious hall, it became evident that this was indeed the Charity Ball hosted by the Wang family. The decor exuded wealth and grandeur.
Chen Yiwen delicately stowed away the invitation in her heart-shaped silver clutch before navigating through the crowd towards the Wang family. There was an Elderly man with a black cane adorned with golden dragons with a middle aged gentleman and two middle aged ladies by his side.
Walking with her head held high and a slight smile, she approached them, bowing in greeting.
"Hello Grandfather, Father, Mother, Aunt. Sorry I'm late."
The silence that followed was deafening, with no reply forthcoming. All eyes were on Chen Yiwen, the surprise evident on the faces of the Wang family members, except for Feng Zhiruo, also known as Madam Wang, she maintained a calm expression befitting her role.
Anticipating this response, Chen Yiwen felt a twinge of embarrassment. Shortly after, Elder Wang cleared his throat, acknowledging her presence with a simple "uh." It wasn't much, but it was a response nonetheless.
Her Father-in-law, Wang Fang Tao and Aunt-in-law, Lu Xinru now stared at her with contempt.
Chen Yiwen seized it as a small victory and quickly excused herself to the bathroom, determined to save face before any further embarrassment unfolded in the presence of the scrutinizing Wang family members.
*****
Making her way out of the bathroom, Chen Yiwen found herself unexpectedly face-to-face with her Aunt-in-law. The encounter was anything but pleasant, as her Aunt-in-law wasted no time in unleashing a barrage of harsh words, accusing her of being classless and shameless for attending the event uninvited.
" You shameless girl, is this how your family taught you? To go to people's parties uninvited?"
" You really are as shameless as those blogs say."
" Won't you answer? You were brave enough to greet us in front of everyone but now you're staying silent?"
The tension between them had deep roots, primarily stemming from the Aunt-in-law's unfounded belief that Chen Yiwen was responsible for her husband's banishment from the Wang family.
The disdain in Lu Xinru's eyes was palpable, and every word hurled at Chen Yiwen carried the weight of resentment and blame.
Chen Yiwen, determined not to let the confrontation escalate into physical conflict, responded with a stern gaze. The intensity in her eyes conveyed a silent message – a refusal to be drawn into a verbal sparring match. Despite the unjust accusations and the urge to defend herself, she chose the path of restraint.
With a composed demeanor, Chen Yiwen decided to ignore the verbal assault and gracefully sidestepped Lu Xinru, continuing on her way back to the main hall of the event.
Chen Yiwen held onto her poise, reminding herself that sometimes, silence spoke louder than words. 'It's better to ignore these kinds of people,' she thought.
***
Entering the main hall, Chen Yiwen was stunned and her breath caught in her throat as she noticed a tall figure standing near the entrance.
The figure was impeccably groomed and exuded an air of sophistication. Clad in a well-tailored suit that accentuated a powerful silhouette, the person commanded attention effortlessly.
Heart pounding, she couldn't deny that she was all too familiar with this tall, enigmatic figure. It was a face she hadn't seen in years, a presence she had almost convinced herself was a distant memory.
Time seemed to slow as Chen Yiwen hesitated, caught in a surge of emotions. ' Was it Anger, Hate or disappointment?'
Slowly he made his way into the crowd towards his Family. Friends and family greeted him with warmth, but the cautious demeanor lingered.
He reciprocated the gestures with a reserved smile and measured words, keeping a certain distance even in moments of celebration. The years of caution had ingrained in him a sense of guardedness, a shield against the unpredictable nature of public life.
People marveled at his poise, his ability to carry the expectations of an entire lineage with such grace. Yet, beneath the composed exterior, Wang Li felt the weight of his destiny more than ever. The impact of cautious living reflected not only in his social interactions but also in the goals he set for himself.
His goals were not merely personal ambitions but aspirations tied to the legacy of his family. The ruler he was born to be has to exceed expectations, not just for personal glory but for the prosperity and honor of his lineage.