Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day - Chapter 300
Chapter 300: Sister Is Here to Slap Them in the Face!
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Ye Anyao deliberately pursed her lips, looking pitiful. “Sister will be here soon. Since she invited you, it means that you are all her friends. How could she…”
Someone said disdainfully, “How can she be late? We’re here to celebrate her birthday. As the host, it’s not good for her to be late.”
“That’s right, Antao. Don’t always speak up for your sister. She’s not worthy!”
Ye Anyao cried, feeling wronged. “Don’t say it, don’t say it… After all, she is my sister. Why can’t I give in to her?”
Creak-
Suddenly, someone at the dining table pushed the wine glass forward. The wine glass rubbed against the glass table and made an ear-piercing sound. Everyone turned their heads to look.
Yang Wei didn’t look too good. Who dared to interrupt Anyao? However, when
she realized that the person who did this was Song Ci and she had no other choice but to endure it.
Although Song Ci was a transfer student with a Ph.D., they couldn’t afford to offend the Song family, which had the backing of the Capital.
Moreover, Song Ci was already an expert in the appreciation of ancient relics at such a young age. Qingbei University had specially invited her to come to Qingbei University to make a name for herself. In the future, if word got out that Qingbei University had produced an expert in the appreciation of ancient relics, it would be very prestigious.
Ye Anyao invited her because of her background. If she could befriend her, she wouldn’t have to fear Qinzhou anymore.
Therefore, she couldn’t afford to offend Song Ci.
Ye Anyao’s eyes suddenly flashed. Song Zheng and Song Ci, why did two big shots with the surname Song suddenly appear in their city?
No, no, it should be fine.
Song Ci grew up in the capital and Song Zheng grew up abroad. The two probably didn’t know each other, but they just happened to share the same surname.
Everyone at the table quieted down. Song Ci smiled. “The Ye family’s tea set is quite beautiful.”
Ye Xingchong was delighted. So Song Ci wanted to praise them. He hurriedly said, “Yes, yes. I bought this at an auction 20 years ago. It cost a million.”
Yang Wei also nodded. “This is a token of love that Xingchong gave me but I thought that the tea set had to be used, so I took it out for everyone to use today.
The others looked envious. Twenty years ago, this family could spend a million to buy a set of clothes as a token of love. Ye Anyao was so lucky to have such loving parents.
Unexpectedly, Song Ci nodded and asked bluntly, “This is an imitation of Yue kiln celadon. The imitation is so lifelike that it could be sold for a sky-high price of one million 20 years ago. By the way, I remember that CEO Ye was still an errand boy 20 years ago? How can you afford such an expensive tea set?”
The dining table was silent for a moment.
Song Ci suddenly thought of something. The content of the sentence was ‘I’m apologetic’ , but there wasn’t a hint of apology in the tone of the voice.
“Oh, I understand. This would have belonged to your first wife instead, Ye Beisheng’s mother. Twenty years have passed, but your current wife is still able to use it for everyone at Ye Beisheng’s birthday party instead of keeping it for herself. I’m quite touched.”
There was an eerie silence that followed.
It was better not to explain at all!
Yang Wei, who had just become a mistress, even bragged that this was a gift from Ye Xingchong.
In the end, she was slapped in the face by Song Ci. This was bought by Ye Xingchongs first wife.
The students didn’t dare to speak anymore, afraid that they would offend the Ye family or Song Ci. They simply ate quietly and waited for Ye Beisheng to arrive.
Ye Xingchong secretly gave Old Madam Ye a look. Old Madam Ye also knew that she had to control public opinion in her hands.
Hence, she deliberately hammered her shoulders. “I’m old, and I’m already feeling tired after sitting for so long. I told this child, Beisheng, that she should be here at 7:00, but it’s already 7:30. Why isn’t she here yet?”
Ye Anyao’s eyes flashed.
Yes, Song Ci could criticize her mother for being a mistress, but her grandmother was still Ye Beisheng’s biological grandmother.
Ye Beisheng had no sense of time and had made her grandmother wait for her for more than half an hour.. In the end, she could only say that Ye Beisheng was ill-mannered!
