"Never mind, Weiwei. You've lived with Yuhuan for so long, don't you understand her personality? She's a selfish person who doesn't care about others' feelings," An Yi sneered, his face darkening slightly.
Lin Weiwei looked at An Yi with heartache and then turned to persuade Lin Yuhuan, "Sister, An Yi has always liked you. Can you not say things that hurt his feelings?"
"Like me?" Lin Yuhuan's expression was calm, her pitch-black eyes carrying a cold glint. "If An Yi really liked me, would he accuse me just because of your words? If he really liked me, would he make up stories about me having a sugar daddy at my birthday party to ruin my reputation? Weiwei, you think being with a scumbag means deep love because you're ignorant, but don't drag me down with you. Got it?"
Lin Weiwei felt flustered.
Lin Yuhuan's change was too much.
Everything at tonight's banquet had gone out of her control.
This Lin Yuhuan, who was so clear-headed and didn't give An Yi or her any face, was someone she had never seen before.
She took a step back, looking at Lin Yuhuan as if she were a stranger.
Then, she quickly put on a hurt expression. "Sister, you can say I'm ignorant, that I have bad judgment—I can accept that. But you can't say that An Yi is a scumbag! He's not like the men you hang out with outside."
A socialite nearby, who was familiar with Lin Weiwei, heard her words and curiously asked, "Weiwei, what do you mean? Are you saying that besides the group in the hotel room, Lin Yuhuan also has a man outside? So what An Yi said earlier is true?"
Lin Weiwei immediately realized she had said the wrong thing.
She quickly covered her lips and anxiously explained, "No, no! My sister didn't have any entanglements with other men after getting engaged to An Yi. She didn't stay out all night and make my dad angry."
Her "explanation" only made things worse.
Even though she said Lin Yuhuan was innocent, her words made it seem like there was a hidden truth.
The guests exchanged looks, their suspicions growing.
Even when they looked at An Yi, they couldn't help but feel like he was wearing a glowing green hat.
Earlier, An Yi had lied about Lin Yuhuan having a sugar daddy just to smear her, but now he was starting to believe it himself.
The mocking gazes from the men around him made his clenched fists tremble with anger.
He didn't like Lin Yuhuan.
In fact, he hated her so much that he was willing to drug her and let her be humiliated by the lowest scum.
But what he absolutely couldn't tolerate was her cheating on him behind his back!
"Lin Yuhuan! You shameless and disgusting woman!" An Yi shouted, raising his hand high to slap her.
But Lin Yuhuan was fast.
Before his palm could land, she yanked Lin Weiwei in front of her.
An Yi tried to stop, but it was too late, the slap landed hard on Lin Weiwei's face.
Lin Weiwei's lips bled, but the pain wasn't the worst part.
The real humiliation was that her beloved had hit her.
The grievance she felt in that moment was unbearable.
But she couldn't afford to make a scene here at the banquet.
That would be embarrassing for herself too.
She clenched her fists and forced herself to endure it.
This slap, she would make sure Lin Yuhuan paid for it.
Just then, a gentle voice rang out. "What's all this noise? Did something happen?"
The familiar voice made Lin Yuhuan feel like she was being pricked by needles.
She looked up and saw Song Yingjun walking toward her gracefully.
Song Yingjun wasn't young, but she took good care of herself.
After more than ten years of enjoying the Lin family's wealth, she looked no older than thirty.
Some people even mistook her for Lin Weiwei's sister.
Lin Yuhuan glanced at the expensive jewelry on Song Yingjun's hands.
Every move she made was elegant and refined.
But only Lin Yuhuan knew that before marrying into the Lin family, Song Yingjun was nothing more than a low-end massage parlor worker who washed feet for customers.
Somehow, she managed to climb her way up to Lin Tianyi, Lin Yuhuan's father.
She went from a nobody to a noble lady.
Lin Weiwei was also brought into the Lin family.
From then on, their wealth doubled, and they lived their best lives.
But these people, despite enjoying everything the Lin family gave them, were still unsatisfied.
They wanted more.
They wanted everything.
They framed her and sent her to prison, leaving her with nothing but pain for the rest of her life.
"Yuhuan, this dress looks great on you." Song Yingjun walked up with a warm smile, completely ignoring her own daughter.
In front of everyone, she played the role of a loving stepmother perfectly.
Lin Yuhuan took a step back, coldly distancing herself. "Where's my dad?" she asked.
"Your father is chatting with Uncle An right now. They're discussing a partnership between the Lin Corporation and the An family," Song Yingjun replied.
She was surprised by Lin Yuhuan's sudden change in attitude.
Before, Lin Yuhuan had always been close to her.
But now, she seemed distant and cold.
Song Yingjun found it strange but didn't take it too seriously.
After all, Lin Yuhuan was young and going through a rebellious phase.
And she had been spoiled by Song Yingjun for so many years.
Her personality couldn't change overnight.
An Yi, hearing that Lin Yuhuan wanted to see her father, sneered. "Now that your reputation is ruined, you want Uncle Lin to defend you? Let me tell you, Lin Yuhuan, a woman like you—our An family doesn't even want you stepping through our door!"
Song Yingjun's smile wavered slightly, but she quickly composed herself. "An Yi, I don't know what happened between you and Yuhuan, but she's a very sensible child. Please don't break off the engagement with her."
An Yi snorted. "Auntie, I tolerated Lin Yuhuan before for the sake of the Lin family's face. But her shameless behavior is unbearable. I'll find a chance to talk to my father and break off this engagement."
Song Yingjun quickly grabbed Lin Yuhuan's arm. "Yuhuan, apologize to An Yi! Beg him not to break off the engagement!"
Lin Yuhuan shook off her hand and laughed coldly. "Break off the engagement? Fine! I won't wait for you and Uncle An to discuss it. I'll announce it myself—right now!"
At the center of the banquet, a famous foreign band was playing. The beautiful music flowed through the air.