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Sister Ying snorted lightly through her nose and said indifferently, "In this world, who knows how many women are looking to marry a wealthy husband."

"And who knows how many pretty boys are trying to worm their way into grand households to live off women. Such little rascals, without much education, what knowledge and breeding can they have?"

She glanced around, her face bearing a kind and smiling expression, utterly insincere.

"Taking advantage of the welcome party for Ye Zi and Sister Xue today, while everyone is here, we should all just amuse ourselves with him."

"Let this ill-intentioned little ruffian feel ashamed and back off on his own. That way, we neither hurt Jiayi's self-esteem nor harm the good mood of the group."

Sister Ying held high prestige among these elite offspring.

Moreover, the suggestion she made was both reasonable and amusing, so many chimed in with approval.

Fang Tang was secretly delighted.

With the vicious methods of this group of elite offspring, they could make the hotel odd-job man cry without tears, with no way out.

By then, there would be no fear of him not quitting obediently.

At that moment, a Range Rover slowly pulled up and stopped at the side of the road.

The passenger door opened, revealing the intelligent and gentle figure of Liang Jiayi to everyone's sight.

She waved at Sister Ying and a few other close friends from afar.

"Sorry everyone, I was held up by something and came late."

Sister Ying smiled and replied, "Ye Zi and Sister Xue's flight hasn't arrived yet, so you're not late."

As she spoke, she gave the others a look, signaling them to proceed with the plan.

Yang Fei opened the car door and jumped out.

The crowd saw his shabby, faded military greens and many curled their lips in disdain.

They maintained humble and gentle expressions on their faces, preserving the demeanor of high-born individuals, but their eyes gleamed with contempt.

Liang Jiayi and Yang Fei walked toward the group, close and intimate.

She initially harbored some wariness towards Yang Fei.

However, after their brief conversation in the car, Liang Jiayi now looked upon Yang Fei with trust and affection.

Seeing this scene, Fang Tang's facial muscles twitched.

The flames of anger inside him began to rise.

Watching this scene, the group of elite offspring exchanged glances.

Some reveled in schadenfreude, some wore scornful expressions, and others sighed in secret.

"Sister Ying, Sister Jing, good morning. Have Sister Xue and Ye Zi arrived yet?"

Liang Jiayi was clearly aware of everyone's complex looks, but she pretended not to notice.

She greeted everyone with a bright and cheerful voice.

Dressed in a fur coat, Sister Ying walked up warmly and adjusted Liang Jiayi's scarf for her.

She chided affectionately, "Jiayi, look at you, all grown up and still not taking care of yourself. How have you been lately?"

Liang Jiayi was somewhat unused to Sister Ying's warmth and was a bit awkward.

"I'm very well, thank you for your concern, Sister Ying."

"Jiayi, you are getting more and more beautiful. Back in the compound, all the boys were eyeing you."

"It's still the same now. I'm truly envious of you. For a girl to be so beautiful, it's the greatest favor from the heavens."

Dressed in a Korean-style trench coat, Sister Jing walked over and warmly took Liang Jiayi's hand.

She looked her over from left to right, clicking her tongue in admiration.

"A little princess like you, is not a match for a small-time man from a humble backdrop."

Hearing Sister Jing's words, all the elite offspring looked at each other and laughed.

Even if the hotel odd-job man standing by Liang Jiayi's side were dumb as a post, he would've sensed the biting sarcasm in that sentence.

Liang Jiayi seemed to sense something too and shook her head.

She said coolly, "Sister Jing, you flatter me too much. Besides you sisters, where would there be any beauties?"

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"No matter what kind of beauty she is, she can't compare to you sisters."

She skillfully diverted the topic and helped Yang Fei out of the awkward situation.

Sister Jing was amused and her eyes lit up with laughter thanks to Liang Jiayi's few words.

However, Sister Ying gave a look to about a dozen young men and women behind her, and everyone crowded around to greet Liang Jiayi.

Their way of greeting involved deliberately flattering Liang Jiayi and then intentionally snubbing Yang Fei, all while barely holding back their glee, ready to laugh at Yang Fei's embarrassment.

However, they underestimated Yang Fei's thick-skinned nature.

The man had been taking an interested look at the beauties among the crowd from the moment he saw them.

Among them, Sister Ying with her explosive figure, the daring and voluptuous Sister Jing, and a Miss Li who braved the cold in black tights and a short skirt, especially caught his dedicated attention.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, his face filled with the curiosity of a child.

His eyes were sly, yet he didn't shy away, focusing so intently it could drive one crazy.

All the beauties who made eye contact with him involuntarily avoided his gaze.

There was no helping it, his gaze was too lecherous, too lethal.

It caused cheeks to flush and heartbeats to race without control.

Even the worldly Sister Ying couldn't help but feel uncomfortable all over when he stared a little too long at certain areas.

She had no choice but to turn the conversation to Yang Fei, "Jiayi, is this gentleman your driver?"

Liang Jiayi quickly glanced at Yang Fei, her eyes instantly becoming incredibly bright, radiant.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Him? He is a friend I met recently; he's a very interesting person."

Anyone could notice the peculiar expression on Liang Jiayi's face.

Fang Tang felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Even a fool could see the closeness and trust Liang Jiayi had for this man.

Moreover, such a natural outpouring of emotion was certainly not contrived.

As she spoke, Liang Jiayi took the initiative to hook her arm around Yang Fei's, walking in front of everyone.

Her laugh was buoyant, and her face, like white jade, suffused with a blush.

"Brother Fei, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?"

Seeing this exasperating scene, nearly every man present felt their heart shatter into pieces, internally wailing in anguish.

Liang Jiayi had always been seen as a goddess in everyone's hearts.

Her proper upbringing and cultivation, her gentle and talented intellectual charm, standing gracefully, she was comparable to a pure white, fragrant lily.

Such a girl had always had more suitors than she could count.

Yet in her twenty-four years of life, no man had ever successfully taken her hand.

Even Fang Tang, who pursued Liang Jiayi tirelessly, had never even once took her hand.

But now, this goddess in everyone's hearts, was naturally and intimately holding onto Yang Fei's arm.

Fang Tang's eyes, behind his glasses, almost popped out.

His face, originally refined and handsome, was a bit twisted.

The intense flames of jealousy made him lose control, and he quickly strode in front of Yang Fei.

He stared intently into Yang Fei's eyes while still wearing a friendly and hypocritical expression.

"Mr. Yang, do you remember me? We've met before in front of the city government building."

As he spoke, he extended his hand for a handshake with Yang Fei.

Yang Fei, seeing the weird tone of this guy, knew he wasn't holding back anything good.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes looking behind Fang Tang toward the arrival gate, his face showing complete indifference as if he hadn't heard Fang Tang at all.

Under everyone's gaze, Fang Tang's outstretched hand hovered awkwardly in the air, uncertain whether to extend further or retract.

His face became exceedingly embarrassed.

Fuck, this jerk is definitely doing it on purpose!

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