Even though Song Yihuan is now worth a lot of money, she is still inferior to those real wealthy daughters and ladies.
What's more, her legs don't allow her to wear those gorgeous clothes anymore.
A hint of ridicule flashed through Nan Yan's eyes very quickly, but it quickly disappeared.
She quickly pretended to be concerned and comforted: "So it's because of this. Although I can't help you stand up quickly, I can help you do two more treatments so that you can attend in a good state as much as possible, Miss Song. What do you think?"
This suggestion is simply a fatal temptation for Song Yihuan now.
She naturally wanted to live in the upper class society, which was what she had been asking for all these years, but Lu Huaijing had always refused to marry her because of that bitch Gu Nanyan.
If she could attend the charity party, Song Yihuan could take the opportunity to do some marketing.
Thinking of these benefits, Song Yihuan naturally nodded and agreed immediately.
"If Miss Alina can help me, then of course I will be very grateful! It's just——"
Song Yihuan looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "It's just that I declined Ah Jing before. Miss Alina, can you take me in? I want to give Ah Jing a surprise. After all, he has been worried about my condition all these years." …”
When Nan Yan heard this, he couldn't suppress the sarcasm on his lips.
Why does Song Yihuan have an invitation letter? Because this party was originally announced after she and Lin Jinchi had discussed it.
And Lu Huaijing would never bring Song Yihuan to such an important occasion.
But this woman found an excuse for herself.
It's really hard for her, all the reasons can be thought of.
However, Nan Yan did not expose her, but followed her words and said: "That's fine. Although I was invited by Mr. Lu, Miss Song is Mr. Lu's fiancée. I also hope that you can give more in front of him." Just give me a few kind words so that I can gain a foothold in Nancheng!"
Song Yihuan was very pleased with these compliments.
It also slightly dispelled her previous guard against Nan Yan.
But Song Yihuan still took the opportunity to hit him: "This is natural. Over the years, Ajing has been running around for my legs. Although there are many women who want to take advantage of the opportunity, Ajing will not pay attention at all. As long as you can cure Good for my legs, Miss Alina wants to establish herself in Nancheng, it’s just a matter of words.”
"Thank you very much, Miss Song!"
…
After coming out of Song's house, the smile on Nan Yan's face slowly disappeared.
She looked at the valuable villa, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
Song Yihuan, are you ready for the Shura Field?
During acupuncture, Nan Yan looked at the sharp needle several times, wanting to stab the woman's vital gate.
But it was too easy for her to die immediately.
She wanted to make her life worse than death!
Nan Yan turned around, and at this moment, a car stopped in front of her.
The car window slowly rolled down, and Nan Yan seemed a little surprised.
"How did you come?"
The driver nodded politely and said, "My husband asked me to take you back. He has booked a private room in the imperial court and invites you to have dinner with us in the evening."
Nan Yan nodded, looked around, and then got into the car.
Imperial Court.
Nan Yan came to the private room under the leadership of the driver.
The decoration here is very elegant, referencing most ancient Chinese decorations. Although the name is a bit tacky, the interiors are very elegant. Even the screens in the room are made of double-sided Suzhou embroidery.
The driver opened the door and Lin Jinchi was already in the room making a phone call.
However, he seemed to be talking about an extremely serious matter, and Nan Yan did not hear it clearly, because he just saw her entering the door and said to the other end of the phone:
"Okay, I understand, let's talk about this tomorrow!"
After saying that, the man smiled at Nan Yan at the door and hung up the phone.
"You look tired."
Lin Jinchi's eyes were venomous. Nan Yan held her forehead and sat down on the chair he pulled out.
"When dealing with my mother-killing enemy, I always have to control my desire to kill her. It is indeed a bit tiring."
Nan Yan's tone was very brisk, but her beautiful eyes seemed to be stained with a thick layer of fog.
A trace of hurt flashed across the man's eyes very quickly, but he quickly changed the subject and said, "You have already told her the news."
Releasing the news temporarily was also part of their plan.
However, it was not that Nan Yan said that Lu Huaijing knew about it but did not take Song Yihuan with him, but that this news was kept secret from the beginning.
The irony is that Song Yihuan was actually the first to know.
After all, they want to ensure that important people are present.
Nan Yan's treatment gave Song Yihuan hope, so she would naturally agree happily.
"Well, how's it going over there?" Nan Yan asked, rubbing his brows.
"Lu Huaijing will also come to the dinner."
Lin Jinchi poured a cup of tea for Nan Yan and said, "Here is the fish you like to eat. Let's take a sip of tea to wake up."
Nan Yan nodded, the fragrant tea really relieved the boredom caused by the headache.
She looked at the man beside her and couldn't help but frown: "Jin Chi, did you give Lu Huaijing something in exchange for it?"
After all, only those who have accumulated wealth to a certain extent know that the so-called "charity" auction evening is nothing more than an opportunity to exchange resources and make connections.
And with Lu Huaijing's current status, he would not easily attend such an occasion if there was no greater exchange of interests.
Lin Jinchi smiled gently and raised his hand to tuck the green hair behind her ear.
"Nan Yan, don't feel any psychological burden. I just hope that you can announce your identity in front of more people."
"After all, the protagonist of this party is me."
The man's eyes were filled with deep tenderness, almost drowning Nan Yan.
After five years of getting along day and night, she certainly knew what Lin Jinchi was thinking.
However, she was burdened with too many things. If she did not complete her revenge, she would never be able to start a new relationship.
What's more, she might even risk everything for this revenge.
"Jin Chi, you...won't be so kind to me."
When Nan Yan calmly avoided the man, her heart felt an unnoticeable sting.
Lin Jinchi's hand froze in mid-air, paused, and then took it back.
Sensing the man's disappointment, Nan Yan stood up immediately.
"I'm sorry, Jin Chi, I...go to the bathroom first..."
After saying that, Nan Yan stood up and walked out.
She walked straight to the terrace and took a deep breath.
After all this time, she still couldn't accept a man's touch.
Nan Yan raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, lit a cigarette with trembling fingers.
The nicotine quickly took effect, and Nan Yan calmed down a little, but the next second, she saw someone she didn't want to see.
