Chapter 486 - Chicken Pretending To Be A Phoenix

The best friend of Sun Jingfei, Long Jinjing’s mother, repeatedly messaged and called her. However, Sun Jingfei was already asleep. She had a strict sleep routine because she needed to wake up early every morning to open her small bookstore. As a result, she didn’t learn about the news until the next morning.

In another place, Zhu Ning, Long Jian’s mother, was in complete disbelief upon watching the livestream after being alerted by her friends. At first, she didn’t understand Wei Lan’s long title at all.

"What’s a vizcondesa?" she asked her friends during a video call. "Does it mean ’social climber’ or ’gold digger’? Or maybe both? Ahahaha! And what’s with the other Spanish words? That slut is so pretentious as always."

Her friends hesitated before explaining to her what "vizcondesa" meant. They told her that it was an official Spanish title.

"Ahahaha! You must be joking! No way!" Zhu Ning didn’t dare believe it.

However, her friends shared their observations. They noted that the car which dropped Wei Lan off at the red carpet bore the flags of Spain and of an official-looking coat of arms, presumably of the Viscountcy of Castillo de Estrellas. Since Wei Lan dared to use these two flags at such an important international event, her new title as a viscountess must be true.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

If it wasn’t, she would be condemned not only by the film festival’s followers, but also by the country of Spain and all the Spanish nobility for pretending to be someone that she wasn’t. The stakes were too high just to fake something like this especially in such a highly publicized international film festival.

In addition to this, the film festival’s organizers themselves sent representatives to personally welcome Wei Lan. It was obvious by their actions that they treated her with much respect. They were also giving her extra special treatment compared to the other VIP guests. All of these showed that Wei Lan’s new title must be real.

It was only after her friends’ explanations that Zhu Ning finally began to comprehend Wei Lan’s new identity. Her face contorted in fury upon realizing that the gulf between their statuses had increased exponentially.

Zhu Ning couldn’t accept it!

She went batshit crazy and began wrecking the things in her house, as usual.

The household staff hid themselves from her sight for fear of becoming their madam’s target. They wished that their young master were here. He was the only one who could calm his mother. Unfortunately, Long Jian was still on an out of town business trip.

"Noooo! How could that slut reach so high?!! Curse you, Wei Lan!!! I hope your new husband divorces you and abandons you like the dirty rag that you are!!! Why are you so fucking lucky?!! Damn you!!! I spent so much time and effort persuading Long Tengfei to marry me but he married you instead!!! Then after divorcing, you took away a huge chunk of his fortune!!! Damn it! If only Long Tengfei married me, I could’ve gotten that fortune after divorcing him!! Then I could’ve also travelled all around the world, met a Spanish viscount and married him!!! Aaaaggh!!! It should’ve been me standing there at the international film festival and the one everyone is fawning at!!! I should’ve been the new viscountess, not you!!!"

Zhu Ning’s envy of Wei Lan had long warped her logical reasoning. She always saw Wei Lan’s achievements as a direct provocation to her. Even when it had nothing to do with her, Zhu Ning would always think that Wei Lan was deliberately showing off just to spite her. She wanted everything that Wei Lan had for herself.

While Zhu Ning continued to wreck the things inside her house, the atmosphere was cold at the Zheng ancestral residence. As usual, Zheng Suyin’s niece ran to her aunt’s bedchamber and showed her a recording of the livestream.

Zheng Suyin watched the recording several times. Her hands tightened on the tablet. Her niece snatched it away, afraid that she would destroy another tablet.

"Search if this noble title is real," she instructed her niece.

"I already did. There’s not much information available on the internet, but it’s a real Spanish title that still exists today," her niece replied. "I thought that the old hag only used her connection as Iris Long’s mother to attend the international film festival, but it turns out that she’s actually a VIP guest! Hmph! So what if she became a viscountess?! It’s not like she married a king! Don’t worry, Auntie. I’m sure she’ll embarrass herself in front of the world at the film festival. She may have a noble title, but she’s still the same lowly prostitute on the inside."

Zheng Suyin narrowed her eyes, as she watched the recording once again. Then she nodded. "You’re right. She only became a viscountess through marriage. True nobility comes from the blood, not from the clothes. Sooner or later, her husband’s eyes will open and see that she’s nothing but a slut."

Although her tone was calm, fury roiled inside Zheng Suyin. She always saw herself as superior in every way compared to Wei Lan. She had always been proud of her noble origins. It was something that the homewrecker slut would never obtain no matter how many men she slept with. Now, however, Zheng Suyin was filled with unease and envy because Wei Lan’s status was now higher than hers. Even though Wei Lan wasn’t born into nobility and just got the title through marriage, others still recognized it, not like the Zheng and the Long clans’ lost noble legacies.

She wanted Wei Lan to only be known as a social climbing, gold digging homewrecker her whole life. The sin of stealing another woman’s husband should remain as a black stain on Wei Lan’s reputation.

But what was happening? The slut was being respectfully called a "vizcondesa" right now by so many people! They were treating her like a queen. These people were all blind! They should open their eyes and see the slut’s true nature! Wei Lan was nothing but a chicken pretending to be a phoenix!

Although the recording grated on her nerves, Zheng Suyin watched it several times. She already used her own phone to watch it and sent her niece back to her own room. Zheng Suyin wasn’t able to sleep that night at all. She stewed on her hatred instead while imagining countless ways of humiliating and killing Wei Lan.

In another equally ancient place, Long Tengfei and Yang Jiahui also watched a recording of the livestream at the Long ancestral residence. It was already way past midnight, but both of them were still wide awake.

They sipped a hot herbal tea fusion at Long Tengfei’s study. Iris gifted it to them, saying that it was her new favourite from her endorsement of Serenity Premium Tea. It was Lin Yehan’s newest addition to his tea company.

At the moment, Long Tengfei and Yang Jiahui sat on the sofa and watched the big flat screen TV. Originally, they wanted to watch it because of Iris. They wanted to support her first international film festival participation. Never did they expect that Wei Lan would also appear and attend as a VIP guest while bearing the title of a Spanish viscountess.