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At the charity banquet, infused with the scent of perfumes and adorned with elegant hairdos, Rong Weiwei, with the support of Shi Mufeng, successfully bid on a set of emerald necklaces donated by the evenings organizer, Mrs. Li.
Valued at eighteen million, the jewelry was personally handed to her by Mrs. Li, making Weiwei the center of attention for a moment!
Naturally, her limelight upset some people. A few socialites whispered amongst themselves.
âHeh, look at how smug she is.â
âOf course she is, cuddling up with a sugar daddy and having Mr. Shi backing her. Otherwise, would she even be able to attend, given her status as a kept woman from the Rong Family?â
âPfft, no matter how smug she is, sheâs still the one who was publicly cuckoldedâa fact known by the entire nation. If I were her, I wouldnât have the face to show up.â
âTsch, and thatâs why we arenât as impressive as she is. There, sheâs parading herself just because she has a thick skin. If she hadnât swallowed her pride, where would all this grandeur be? Didnât Mr. Shi compensate her just because he saw her being âsensibleâ and felt guilty?â
âHahaha, what youâre saying makes me not even envious of certain peoplen/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
anymore.â
Their seats were close to Weiweiâs, and their conversation was anything but discreet; Weiwei heard everything. Although she tried her best to appear indifferent and as if she had not heard, her increasingly stiff expression betrayed the frustration in her heart!
âWhatâs wrong?â Shi Mufeng, who had just taken a sip of wine with someone next to him, turned back and noticed her pale complexion. He put down his glass and asked with concern.
Rong Weiwei forced a smile, âItâs nothing, maybe the air conditioning here is too strong, and I have a bit of a headache.â
Shi Mufeng reached out to press her temples, âDoes that feel any better?â
Out of the corner of her eye, Weiwei saw the women who had just been mocking her now looking in her direction; she felt a bit more balanced inside. Touching Mufengâs hand, she smiled sweetly and shook her head, âYes, much better.â
âIf youâre really feeling bad, just tell me. Itâs the same if we visit Mrs. Li later,â Shi Mufeng said considerately, not noticing her little act.
How could Weiwei pass up such a perfect opportunity to chat? She had just made an expensive bid on the malachite. If not now, when would she go to mingle and get familiar?
She immediately responded, âDonât worry about me, Mufeng, Iâm already feeling better. I just got a bit dizzy from the draft earlier, but Iâm much better now.â
âThen letâs go,â Shi Mufeng, not wanting to miss out on the chance at hand and hearing that she was okay, was relieved.
âOkay.â
Rong Weiwei stood up, reaching for her purse and was about to pick up a glass of champagne when she suddenly froze, having noticed something; her expression changed abruptly, âMyâ¦â
âWei, whatâs wrong?â Shi Mufeng, noticing her sudden halt and the change in her expression, asked, puzzled.
Rong Weiwei took a deep breath, shifting her gaze from her bare wrist, her heart in turmoil and her smile barely holding, âIâve lost something, maybe I misplaced it when I went to the restroom; Iâll go look for it.â
By that time, Shi Mufeng noticed Mrs. Li approaching, surrounded by people, and frowned slightly, âWhat have you lost? Never mind, it canât be anything important. Mrs. Li is coming, you can look for it later.â
âBut⦠â
Rong Weiwei was in a panic; she couldnât explain why but she felt extremely uneasy.
How could the bracelet she always wore on her wrist suddenly disappear?