“Hahaha, Meng Jingwei is so interesting.”
“Chen Qian is right.”
“Eloquent.”
“Sharp-tongued, Miss Meng is quite clever.”
“She’s practically cornering Miss Chu!”
…
The onlookers whispered among themselves, while Chu Xue’s face was exceptionally unsightly.
She had never expected Meng Jingwei to be so eloquent in public!
“Miss Chen, you keep bringing up dancing. Does this mean your college entrance exam specialty was dance, so you received bonus points and were admitted to university, compensating for your poor Chinese?”
Meng Jingwei’s red lips curved slightly, and she smiled faintly, then continued, “As I said, ‘It’s important to know oneself.’ So, I, Meng Jingwei, admit defeat.”
“However, if Miss Chen, who keeps boasting about dancing, isn’t given a chance to showcase her talent, wouldn’t that be burying her gift? In that case, this opportunity should be given to you and my sister… Li Yun’er. She is a talented woman accomplished in both literature and dance. Only her exquisite dance skills can match Miss Chen.”
With a few words, she steered the conversation towards Li Yun’er.
Li Yun’er had spoken kindly for her earlier, and Meng Jingwei remembered it all clearly.
As she spoke, Meng Jingwei added, “If you win against Li Yun’er later, it will be a dance that shakes the heavens. At that time, I, Meng Jingwei, will directly give you my share of the limited edition ‘Lucky Star’ jewelry as a token of my appreciation! What do you say?”
“Wow, Weiwei is so generous.”
Shu Yao, who had finished eating and drinking in a corner, suddenly appeared from somewhere and stood beside Meng Jingwei, giving her a thumbs-up. “To think you’d give away the Lucky Star prize you’ve already secured to Miss Chen. Isn’t it ungrateful of Miss Chen not to dance then?”
Meng Jingwei glanced at Shu Yao beside her, thinking she was the perfect accomplice.
A plan formed in her mind, and she frowned, shaking her head. “You can’t say that. After all, Miss Chen is a distinguished young lady. I’m afraid she might look down on this ‘Lucky Star’ gift.”
While claiming it was about looking down on the ‘Lucky Star’ reward, the ‘Lucky Star’ itself represented Chu Xue’s reputation.
Meng Jingwei skillfully deflected the blame, effortlessly creating discord between Chu Xue, Chen Qian, and Li Yun’er, instantly making the three of them the center of attention.
“Miss Meng is quite generous with her offerings.”
“That makes sense. If Chen Qian refuses to dance, it’s not only a slap in the face to Li Yun’er but also to Miss Chu.”
“Meng Jingwei’s ability to shift the blame to Chen Qian with just a few words is evident.”
“This woman is truly cunning.”
“Not simple, not simple at all. But that woman Chen Qian is really all brawn and no brain.”
“Tch, all brawn and no brain? She’s just fat, which makes her look like she has a large chest.”
“Hahaha…”
…
Many people adopted an attitude of detached amusement, waiting to spectate and add some color to their dull lives.
Li Yun’er, caught off guard, had a displeased expression. She hadn’t expected the gossip to involve her.
Now, she was thrust into the spotlight.
Whether she danced or not would put her in an awkward position.
If she danced, she’d be mocked for competing with Chen Qian for the title of ‘talented in literature and dance’ in Lancheng, thus lowering her status, or accused of bullying Chen Qian, who was not skilled at dancing. If she refused, she’d be criticized for looking down on Chen Qian, and the reward for the dance competition could even implicate the Chu family’s reputation!
The dilemma left her extremely embarrassed.
Chu Xue’s hatred for Meng Jingwei deepened.
Meng Jingwei’s words had just delivered a resounding slap to her face, yet she couldn’t refuse to give a limited edition jewelry set, and even had to offer it to her. Otherwise, it would only attract criticism and ridicule towards Chu Corporation.
The biggest focus of the event at the moment was Chen Qian.
As the most enthusiastic participant, she was now virtually worthless in Meng Jingwei’s words.
Chen Qian, standing at 1.65 meters tall but weighing 130 jin, was slightly overweight, clearly not adept at dancing.
People who dance usually maintain a disciplined diet and lifestyle, controlling their physique very well, which is beneficial for dancing.
This was precisely why Meng Jingwei had confidently set a trap for Chen Qian.
“I… I…”
Chen Qian felt everyone’s scorching gaze, feeling utterly humiliated.
She…
She couldn’t dance at all!
She had intended to make Meng Jingwei a laughingstock, but in the end, she became the joke.
Chen Qian was angry, resentful, and anxious. She clenched her fists in nervousness, her eyes welling up with tears.
“What does Miss Chen’s silence mean?”
Seeing Chen Qian’s nervous state, Meng Jingwei found it amusing but had no intention of letting her retreat. Instead, she looked at Li Yun’er standing beside her. “Sister, what does it mean that Miss Chen won’t compete with you in a dance? Could it be… she can’t dance? Or… or does she look down on you? I remember you two are good friends, so you should know very well if she can dance.”
At the wedding banquet of Qing Muyue and Li Yun’er, Meng Jingwei had personally witnessed Chen Qian and Li Yun’er being very close.
As Chen Qian was Li Yun’er’s bridesmaid, she stood by Li Yun’er’s side at the hotel entrance and accompanied her to the top-floor suite.
“That would seem rather superficial.”
Suddenly, a magnetic and pleasant voice rang out. Qing Si Huai, who had been silent beside them, spoke, “Perhaps Miss Chen simply doesn’t fancy the ‘Lucky Star’ gift.”
“Who is this person?”
“He looks a bit familiar. Oh, right, isn’t he the seventh son of the Qing family, Qing Si Huai? He just returned from abroad not long ago.”
“Seventh Master Qing? Tsk tsk, he’s so low-key.”
“He’s Seventh Master Qing? Damn, he’s so handsome, even I, a man, like him.”
“So young. He’s been back for so long without making any big moves, too low-key.”
…
Once Qing Si Huai’s identity was revealed, Chu Xue, who had been somewhat angry, lost her temper.
The Chu family, after all, was no match for the Qing family. She wasn’t someone without self-awareness.
Qing Si Huai’s words had placed a heavy burden on Chen Qian, making her face instantly turn pale.
It didn’t matter if Chen Qian offended the Li family, as no matter how powerful the Li family was, they were still not one of Lancheng’s four major families, let alone comparable to Chu Corporation.
But offending Chu Xue would put their Chen family in danger.
As the representative of her company at the charity gala, if she directly offended the Chu family, who were future business partners, her parents would surely skin her alive.
Chen Qian backed down. She bit her lip, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes in a rush, “Wuwu… Meng Jingwei, you’re bullying me too much! When did I ever say I could dance?”
Crying shamelessly, she made a spectacle of herself in the eyes of many.
Meng Jingwei, on the other hand, innocently shrugged and smiled helplessly. “Good heavens, you’ve got it all wrong. When dancing was mentioned earlier, you were the most vocal. I thought you might not be good at literature, but you’d surely be good at dancing. I didn’t expect you to be someone who just likes to stir up trouble and join in the fun.”