In simpler terms, my baby will have a full moon celebration in a month, and you must come.
Jiang Ling naturally had to attend her best friend's son's full moon banquet. She not only prepared a gift in advance but also carefully selected her attire.
To avoid stealing the spotlight from Jiang Yu Shuang at the banquet, Jiang Ling specifically chose a low-key yet elegant iris blue gown.
As the pinnacle of the wealthy elite, the full moon celebration for the third generation of the Jian family was naturally a grand affair.
The venue was a seven-star hotel in Modu, and the guests invited were all influential figures from the political and business circles. A casual stomp of their feet could cause the economy to tremble.
Although Jiang Ling was the only platinum artist in the entertainment industry and was very famous, her status was not considered significant enough for such a high-profile banquet, unless she revealed her identity as a shareholder of a luxury brand.
However, her purpose for coming this time was purely for the baby's full moon celebration. She did not wish to associate with any influential figures or to show off. Naturally, the lower her profile, the better.
As Jiang Ling entered, Jiang Yu Shuang was chatting with a few stylishly dressed and fashionable young women.
Judging by their attire, Jiang Ling knew they were ladies from high society.
Seeing Jiang Ling arrive, Jiang Yu Shuang warmly greeted her, took her hand, and said, "Almost everyone is here; only you are missing. Why are you so late?"
Jiang Ling replied, "The traffic was terrible on the way, which caused the delay."
Unlike the arrogant and malicious heiresses portrayed in melodramatic rich family dramas, the young women surrounding Jiang Yu Shuang had excellent demeanor and temperament, speaking in a gentle and refined manner.
They did not cast disdainful or dismissive glances at Jiang Ling because she was in the entertainment industry, nor did they immediately mock her as a mere actress from a humble background who couldn't make it onto the grand stage.
They looked at Jiang Ling with smiles that were slightly distant yet polite.
This attitude made Jiang Ling feel very good, and she couldn't help but mentally critique domestic television dramas that often depicted wealthy female supporting characters as extremely wicked to highlight the true kindness and beauty of Cinderella heroines.
If it were purely about resenting wealth and maliciously slandering the rich, why would the male protagonist always be portrayed as a wealthy and powerful domineering CEO?
So, wealthy young masters are all good men, and heiresses are all vicious villains who resort to any means to snatch the male lead from the female protagonist.
This kind of wealth resentment mixed with a patriarchal mindset is the most disgusting.
The goodness or badness of human nature never lies in wealth or poverty, but in how parents raise their children.
If parents have upright values, their children will generally be fine.
Conversely, if parents have flawed ideologies and are always scheming and resorting to crooked paths, even the most intelligent and clever children will be corrupted.
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Jiang Ling looked around but couldn't find Jian Zhou anywhere.
Having not seen Jiang Ling for a long time, Jian Zhou missed her dearly.
Knowing that his grand-nephew was having a full moon celebration, he was sure she would attend. Holding a glass of red wine, he looked around but couldn't see her.
Sun Qingyang, Jian Zhou's cousin, saw him searching around like a headless fly and teased, "What's wrong with you? Your eyes are darting everywhere. The guests we invited from the male side are all from the business and political circles, a bunch of old fogeys. What's so interesting about them?"