An Yajing's behavior today was very irritating. Usually, as long as Mu Lianchen was present, she would pretend to be a white lotus flower shivering in the cold wind to arouse men's ridiculous desire to protect her.
Jiang Yansheng's eyes were fixed on An Yajing's hand. She covered her shawl that had been accidentally knocked down by An Yajing. Her tone wasn't very good. "Miss An, the people here today are all of high status. They are watching your every move. Don't you feel ashamed? Doesn't Mr. Mu feel ashamed?"
She carelessly tied her clothes back and didn't notice the anger in Mu Lianchen's eyes when he saw the red mark flashing across her chest.
"Ashamed?" An Yajing's decibel rose a few notches. Her cheeks were red when she smiled. "Jiang Yansheng, you have caused so much trouble in Jiang City. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Jiang Yansheng frowned. When this woman approached him, he smelled of alcohol.
Since Mu Lianchen knew that there was an important party tonight, he still let An Yajing drink until she was delirious and came here to cause trouble?
An Yajing's hand fumbled in the delicate small leather satchel for a long time. She didn't know if it was because she hid it too deep or because she was really delirious, but after a long time, she finally pulled out a crumpled piece of paper.
She threw the thing in her hand at Jiang Yansheng.
"Pick it up."
Jiang Yansheng looked at her with amusement. "Miss An, pick up the garbage yourself."
"Did your primary school teacher not teach you well? That's why you are such an uncultured thing." She raised her head slightly. Not only did she not bend down to pick it up, but she stood even straighter.
The smile at the corner of his mouth had also disappeared. Jiang Yansheng looked mockingly at An Yajing who was acting like a drunkard.
This kind of low-level provocation didn't have much effect on her eight hundred years ago.
"Haha." An Yajing's big eyes with exquisite heavy makeup blinked. "You don't want to pick it up? I think you don't dare to pick it up! "
She took a shaky step forward and stepped on the paper with her heel. "This is my and Lianchen's wedding invitation. I … I gave you one out of goodwill so that you could come and see how happy we are. How can you not appreciate my kindness?"
"You better know what's good for you!" An Yajing shouted fiercely.
"In a month's time, Lianchen has booked an entire island for our wedding ceremony. He's going to release flowers and balloons all over Jiangcheng City. When the time comes, the whole city …"
"Miss An, please don't mention your affairs. I'm really not interested at all." She slowly pulled her shawl up, looking quiet, virtuous, and arrogant. She looked at An Yajing as if she was looking at mud on the ground. "Mu Lianchen, can you hold the leash of the dog a little tighter?"
"If An Yajing is drunk here, it'll be easier. If she isn't drunk here, I can call the security guards and drag her out just based on the way she pulled my clothes." She patted the fox fur coat in disgust. "The smell of alcohol has dirtied my things."
She really wasn't interested in An Yajing's smug bragging. Even if Mu Lianchen booked the entire Mars for their wedding, she wouldn't be interested.
The only worry she had was that the new clothes Gu Yan had just bought for her didn't get dirty.
She always said that white things were bad.
It was a mess. She would get stained with just a little touch.
Mu Lianchen frowned and reached out to hold An Yajing's waist. "I didn't know she was drinking before. I'm sorry."
Jiang Yansheng only snorted coldly in response to Mu Lianchen's insincere apology.
An Yajing was just a little dizzy. When she heard Jiang Yansheng's words, she was so angry that her mouth became crooked. She staggered in her high heels and rushed directly in front of Jiang Yansheng. "Why are you so arrogant? Lianchen's company is doing well now. What about you? Are you going to be a funny design director in your dad's company? Do you f * cking know how to do that? "
"Who are you showing such an arrogant face to?"
"Didn't you come over and beg us when you wanted to sign a contract last time? How much money can you get in a month now? Your dad is such a miser. He even deducts two-thirds of the company's money for a project. You don't have a mother. How much can you … "
The environment of the banquet was very elegant. There were musical instruments on both sides of the banquet. The sound of a cello was soothing and smooth. The warm yellow lights swept across the marble floor in a regular pattern.
Slap!
When the crisp sound of a slap rang out, most of the guests at the banquet looked over and saw two women standing in the faint halo.
He staggered, and half of his face was slapped to the side. Fortunately, there was a man in a suit beside him who supported him. The other man's face was unclear, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked at his own hand with a strange expression.
"I clearly used a lot of strength. Why do I feel that you don't seem to be in pain?" Jiang Yansheng said with a smile, but his voice was bone-chilling. "Hey, look at our Yajing's face. Half of it is swollen. Come closer and I'll give you a slap on the other side. "
Even if An Yajing scolded her badly, she would not be so angry.
However, this woman was talking about her mother proudly.
She could not take it anymore.
As soon as Jiang Yansheng's cold fingertips touched the side of An Yajing's hot face, she screamed and flung his hand away. "Jiang Yansheng! Don't touch me! "
An Yajing looked at her with hatred. "What right do you have to hit me? Did I say something wrong? Who knows how you managed to sneak into the banquet tonight? Even your father was not invited. What about you? Which man did you sneak in with? "
"Your ex-husband is having an affair with your sister. It's all over the news, and you can't wait to find your next husband. If you ask me, you just don't have money …" An Yajing wanted to say something sarcastic, but her collar was suddenly lifted up.
Jiang Yansheng wanted to strangle this disgusting woman's neck and strangle her to death right there and then. "I told you, you have no right to make irresponsible remarks here."
Some people had already gathered around and were pointing at the place where they were arguing. A few security guards wearing hats quickly came in from the door.
"I don't have the right?" An Yajing's face was flushed red. As soon as she opened her mouth, she smelled of alcohol. "You're the one who doesn't have the right to put on this face in front of us! You make it seem like Lianchen and I owe you money every day. "
Her breathing seemed to have disappeared because of Jiang Yansheng's choking. She tried her best to put on an arrogant smile. "Do you dare say that Lianchen's father's death has nothing to do with you? If it had nothing to do with you, would you be willing to kneel in front of his grave? "
Every word An Yajing said was like a small needle that pricked an invisible hole in her heart.
She couldn't see it, but it hurt.
The strength in Jiang Yansheng's hand was a little stiff. She was still arrogantly straightening her back, but suddenly, her ears started to ring.
It wasn't the sound of a speeding train, but a heavy rain.
It was a heavy rain that could smash the ground into pieces.
It was in such a heavy rain that she went to look for Mu Lianchen, feeling like a knife was being twisted in her heart. She asked him why he was engaged to An Yajing, and why he said he would love her for the rest of his life, but in the blink of an eye, he kicked her into the abyss.
Mu Lianchen drove her to a cemetery. Without an umbrella, he directly pressed her head against a tombstone in the heavy rain and kowtowed three times. At that time, the man's eyes were red and he said, "Jiang Yansheng, do you know that you're carrying a life on your back?"
An Yajing's shrill laughter tore her memories apart. "Jiang Yansheng, you were thrown there like a dog. I watched you not far away. You got a bad cold and were hospitalized with pneumonia, and the man you love was holding an umbrella for me behind you."
Jiang Yansheng was so angry that her hands were trembling. She didn't want to recall those bad days at all. She had already gotten over it! Back then, the death of Mu Lianchen's father was only related to Jiang Chu. It was Jiang Chu who wanted to make money from the black market. It had nothing to do with her! She didn't want to have anything to do with this inexplicable pot anymore!
She was no longer the weak woman who didn't dare to ask the reason, and she was no longer the woman who only knew how to kneel on the ground and cry!
However, the person who first scolded An Yajing was not her.
"Enough!"
Mu Lianchen, who hadn't said a word and didn't even stop An Yajing and Jiang Yansheng from arguing, suddenly clamped the crazy woman's wrist. He looked at An Yajing coldly. "Have you had enough?"
An Yajing seemed to be frightened by Mu Lianchen's cold voice. She shrunk her head, which was dizzy from alcohol, and said softly, "Lianchen, it hurts …"
Mu Lianchen's grip on her became tighter and tighter. "Say sorry to Yansheng."
An Yajing's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe what Mu Lianchen was saying. "Why do I have to say sorry to her?"
Jiang Yansheng's heart broke free from the cold and fear that had gripped her for a moment. She slightly turned sideways and picked up the unfinished cake from the table. The small plate was just enough to fill the palm of her hand.
She turned around and looked at the scumbag couple on the ground. They were still immersed in the entanglement of "Why should I apologize?" and "Do you not love me anymore?"
Did this pair of scumbags come to her specially to put on an act in front of her to annoy her?
She had clearly said that she would only be an obedient and lovely vase by Gu Yan's side today, but the flies just flew in front of her. Not only did they fly away, but they also overestimated themselves and wanted to bite her.
Who didn't have a temper?
When she felt wronged at the beginning, she actually subconsciously thought of a problem.
Where was Gu Yan? Didn't he say that he was just going to get a glass of water? Why didn't he come back for a long time?
After a while, she laughed at herself. This was not right. She was the one who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance, and she should not rely on others.
The tip of Jiang Yansheng's high-heeled shoes ground on the back of An Yajing's white and tender hand. An Yajing's voice seemed to be able to poke through the roof. "Jiang Yansheng, are you crazy?"
Jiang Yansheng raised her eyebrows in surprise. "Of course not."
Even the way she bent down was very elegant. With one hand, she gently pulled down Mu Lianchen's suit, just revealing An Yajing's upper body.
The cake in her hand covered An Yajing's face at lightning speed.
"My hand slipped."
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