The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 148 - : Envy
Chapter 148 -148: Envy
Qin Yu didn’t often attend the various banquets in Capital City, but his appearance at Wanrong was, for many, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not to mention the bosses from all quarters, even those glammed-up socialites, who wasn’t there for him?
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, nobody does it like you, Third Young Master,” Tang Bufan was full of adoration as he gave Qin Yu a thumbs-up.
Qin Yu leaned back on the sofa and gave him a lukewarm glance, “Mr. Tang, you’re not too far behind, right? Aren’t you also quite busy?”
“Don’t, don’t, don’t, Third Young Master, you shouldn’t say things like that. It gives me the chills.” Tang Bufan rubbed his arms, Qin Yu’s comment had given him goosebumps.
The last time Qin Yu and his father sent him off to do grunt work, Tang Bufan was still haunted by it. He figured that he did not want any significant achievements in this lifetime, just as his parents said, staying out of trouble was pretty good.
It was too exhausting. He just wanted to slack off, even sending away some boss who had just come to cozy up to him. Pretty girls, on the other hand, might be worth talking to a bit more about something other than business.
Seeing Tang Bufan’s craven attitude, Wei Lan couldn’t bear to watch, covering his forehead as he chuckled.
Ah Da held a small cake, eating it bite by bite, not understanding what they were talking about, but she wasn’t really listening either; her eyes were silently scanning the room, spotting three or four familiar faces among the actors and stars.
Were they here to bid on antiques too?
Ah Da wondered. A glass of juice was placed before her.
“Drink?”
Ah Da looked up at Qin Yu and nodded, wanting to put down her cake but found no space to do so and thus handed it to Qin Yu, “Hold this for me for a second.”
Qin Yu, a bit exasperated, reached out to take it.
Tang Bufan and Wei Lan weren’t surprised, but the people who had been watching them in the banquet hall almost had their jaws drop to the floor.
Had the world gone mad, or was it delirious?
The esteemed Mr. Qin of the Qin Group was being casually bossed around by a young girl, as naturally as a boy on the street carrying a girl’s bag. Indeed, this year really did see its fair share of strange events.
The people inside the banquet hall all marveled to themselves, this girl was really something; it seemed like she had Mr. Qin firmly under her thumb. Perhaps she wasn’t just a flash in the pan.
If she was really gunning for Mrs. Qin’s spot, perhaps they should consider getting on her good side. After all, it was well-known that Qin Yu was difficult to approach, but Mrs. Qin had to be somewhat more accessible.
Everyone was calculating for themselves.
Not far away, Wang Qingyi saw this scene and was so annoyed her teeth itched. She wished she could run over, pull the pink-dressed girl off the sofa, and toss her out. How could Qin Yu indulge her like this!
What right did she have!
Shi Mingfang patted her on the shoulder and asked with a smile, “Didn’t you say outside just now that she was not a threat, just a plaything? Why are you getting yourself so worked up now?”
Wang Qingyi’s eyes were red, and she was stimulated to turn and look out the window, “What does Qin Yu like about her? Is she good-looking? But I’m not bad-looking either, am I?”
Shi Mingfang swirled her wine glass and quietly watched the group on the sofa, “You’ve seen it yourself, Qin Yu bringing her here tonight is his way of acknowledging her status. The rumors about her in the Beijing Circle will disappear after tonight and be redefined. She is acknowledged as Qin Yu’s official girlfriend. Looking at it now, Wei Lan and Tang Bufan also acknowledge her. For Qin Yu to do this for her, I think you stand no chance to win, not by a long shot.”
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After saying that, Shi Mingfang tilted her head back and finished the wine in her glass. Her words were the bitter truth. Whether a man loves or not, don’t look at what he says, look at what he does. This was a realization she had recently come to herself, and it applied perfectly to Qin Yu as well.
This was also why she said Wang Qingyi stood no chance.
Wang Qingyi clenched her teeth and, seeing Zhong Xiao’ai standing in front of the liquor cabinet, suddenly scoffed, “I’m definitely not the only one filled with anger right now, some people are more furious than me.”
People have a very strange mentality; it’s simply ‘misery loves company.’ I’m not having a good time, and neither are you; with this mutual understanding, suddenly you find your balance.
Zhong Xiao’ai leaned elegantly against the bar with a glass of champagne in her hand; she had thought several times about going over to greet Qin Yu, but unfortunately, she had never found the right opportunity.
She hadn’t expected that he would actually have someone by his side—she had assumed that he was only putting out rumors to shut Old Mrs. Qin up, especially given how ostentatiously she had been making plans for him not long ago.
In fact, given Qin Yu’s status and position, it wouldn’t be strange for him to have a woman; it was more shocking that he didn’t, like in the previous years, when many had speculated he must have some hidden physical ailment or a psychological issue.
But he didn’t have any of those.
Zhong Xiao’ai sipped her wine, her gaze falling on Qin Yu, her heart filled with an indescribable complexity. If before she had only regarded him as a top-tier resource to compete for, now his charm seemed even more potent.
From the moment he walked in, he had shown meticulous care for the girl by his side. Zhong Xiao’ai saw it all, and the way he looked at the girl filled her with envy.
Envy…
She was the daughter of the Zhong Family. She had grown up amidst others’ praises, with nothing she couldn’t achieve—it was always others who envied her, not the other way around.
Zhong Xiao’ai pursed her lips as a voice reached her ears.
“How comes our renowned Miss Zhong is drinking alone? It looks quite pitiable.”
“What happened to all the gentlemen at the party?”
Zhong Xiao’ai looked towards Wang Qingyi and smiled, “What’s there to pity about me, when I have Miss Wang here to keep me company?”
Having said that, she raised her glass towards her.
Wang Qingyi, in her high heels, came over and leaned on the bar. “Keep pretending—no one can outdo you at that. Holding everything in, be careful not to make yourself sick.”
Zhong Xiao’ai genuinely didn’t understand. “You’re the one going crazy, don’t drag me into it. I’m not like you.”
“I don’t need a marriage alliance, of course it’s different.” Wang Qingyi had come over specifically to provoke her and her words were merciless.
Zhong Xiao’ai’s expression darkened. “What exactly do you want, Wang Qingyi? To treat me like a love rival, isn’t that just foolish? Can’t you see the real threat?”
“It’s not your business, what if I just can’t stand you?” Wang Qingyi said with disdain, “It’s that holier-than-thou act of yours that makes me want to throw up. You’re practically dying of jealousy inside, yet you clench your jaw and pretend to be nonchalant. I don’t know who you’re trying to impress.”
Zhong Xiao’ai wasn’t one to be trifled with either—her lips curled into a smile, and she placed her wine glass on the bar.
“If you can’t stand me, go die.”
“You!” Wang Qingyi became so angry her face turned red, and she moved to act but was stopped by Shi Mingfang’s hand.
“Don’t be rash!”
Slapping Zhong Xiao’ai was tantamount to slapping the Zhong Family in public. Although the Zhong Family was on the decline, a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse; every family in the Beijing Circle had financial interests and dealings intertwined, and souring relations now was unquestionably unwise.
Despite their habit of spending money liberally, in reality, most of it came from their parents. If the everyday financial support were cut off, they truly couldn’t bear it.
Personal grievances were trivial compared to family interests.
Zhong Xiao’ai watched her with a triumphant look, as if to say, go ahead and hit me, let’s see who ends up worse off.
Wang Qingyi had not expected that her deliberate provocation would end up with her being the one infuriated.
