Song Yu hastily left, but in her rush, she stumbled and fell to the ground.
Scrambling up, she fell again, turning to see a crowd watching her, feeling a burning shame on her face.
Pushing away Lin Wu, who tried to help her up, Song Yu shouted angrily, "Get away! And if any of you dare to mock me, I won't be polite. What right do you poor people have to laugh at me?"
Initially wanting to help, the crowd's expressions chilled at her words, and they couldn't help but mock her.
"She's just lucky to be born into wealth. What's there to be proud of?"
"I used to think rich people had class, but it seems I was wrong."
"It's embarrassing. To think such a person shares the same country as me."
...
Jiang Yue came to take Song Yu away.
Though Song Yu had been arrogant in front of Jiang Yue, now seeing her, she suddenly felt a sense of attachment, crying out, "Why didn't my brother help me? Why did he side with Gu Dai? It's infuriating!"
