CHAPTER 1086: CHAPTER 222: WISHFUL THINKING AND COLLUSION (PART 3)

With a gleam in her eyes, she noticed Ji Yunya, who was minimizing her presence in the corner. Suddenly smiling, she walked over and grabbed Yun Ya’s hand, "Sister Yun Ya, you probably haven’t met Sister Mingzhu yet. Let me introduce you two."

After saying that, she pulled Yun Ya over to Lu Mingzhu, who had been at the back, completely missing Yan Song’s life-saving act earlier. Yun Ya had been standing quietly in the corner, and until now, Lu Mingzhu hadn’t noticed her presence. But at this moment, seeing the girl suddenly brought forward by Yan Xing, it seemed the whole space brightened a bit because of her appearance, radiating brilliance.

Lu Mingzhu’s pupils suddenly contracted, her hands under her sleeves clenched into tight fists, while jealousy galloped like wild horses through her heart.

Lu Mingzhu had seen countless beauties, but none ever evoked such intense jealousy as at this moment, like a raging fire burning wildly in her chest, threatening to consume her entirely.

Seeing the stark contrast between the furious Lu Mingzhu and the elegant and beautiful Ji Yunya, a glint of pride flashed in Yan Xing’s eyes.

"Sister Mingzhu, this is Sister Yun Ya. Have you heard of the Jiangzhou Ji Family? The top aristocratic family in Jiangzhou. If you haven’t heard of the Ji Family, surely you’ve heard of the Ji Group, right? It’s the largest real estate company in the country and the most valuable in Asia. Sister Yun Ya, despite her young age, is already the youngest CEO in the history of Ji’s and the youngest billionaire in Asia. Her accolades are so numerous that they can’t be recounted in three days and nights. Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but she’s also incredibly capable. Sister Mingzhu, what were you doing at eighteen?"

Every word and sentence fanned the flames of jealousy in her heart. What nonsense about being the richest in Asia, who are they trying to fool?

Yun Ya frowned slightly. Yan Xing was using her as a pawn against Lu Mingzhu. She scoffed inwardly, knowing that with so many people watching, she wouldn’t make any rash moves. Smiling, she nodded at Lu Mingzhu, "Hello."

Just by standing there with a faint smile, she exuded an innate sense of superiority, as if she were a princess high above, and the other could only grovel at her feet in admiration. This feeling made her utterly loathe her.

Lu Mingzhu just glared fiercely at the face in front of her. In the eyes of the onlookers, the good image Lu Mingzhu had barely maintained instantly vanished.

But it was understandable. Women, when faced with someone so much more beautiful than themselves, rarely remain calm. However, Lu Mingzhu’s reaction was too blatant, showing her family’s lowly origins were evident, making her unfit to be in the limelight.

"Earlier, when my brother left me behind to save you, I felt a bit resentful. But thinking about it now, I feel at ease. After all, you two grew up together, sharing childhood ties. What does a cousin like me matter?" She sighed as she spoke.

This Yan Xing never missed a chance to stir up resentment, but when it came to dragging Brother Yan into it, she was glad to do so. She grinned knowingly, and sure enough, as soon as Yan Xing said this, Lu Mingzhu’s face darkened even further.

Childhood sweethearts? Yan Song and her were childhood sweethearts?

Meng Shujing had initially been somewhat pleased with Lu Mingzhu’s bad fortune but noticed Lu Yuke’s grim expression, realizing something was wrong. She quickly approached and pulled Yan Xing away, "Alright, alright, with the elders here, why say such things? Step back now."

Yan Xing pouted, reluctantly letting go of Yun Ya.

"Girl..." The old man suddenly extended his hand towards Yun Ya. Lu Mingzhu, being close to them, thought the old man was calling her, hurriedly moved forward eagerly, only to be ignored as the old man waved at Yun Ya instead, "Girl... come here."

Lu Mingzhu’s expression was beyond just unpleasant at this point.

Yan Xing chuckled secretly, muttering under her breath, "Humiliating."

Furious beyond measure, Lu Mingzhu’s anger was at its peak, while Lu Yuke’s gaze turned cold, watching indifferently.

Yun Ya glanced at Zhuang Xiyue, who smiled at her, reassuring Yun Ya as she walked towards the old man. Just as Lu Mingzhu stood up, seeing Yun Ya about to approach, her eyes turned cold. She suddenly stuck out her leg to trip Yun Ya. But Yun Ya was prepared, stepping right over Lu Mingzhu’s leg, the wide hem of her skirt concealing her movements. In that brief moment, Yun Ya stepped hard on Lu Mingzhu’s foot, grinding her heel into it several times, contorting Lu Mingzhu’s face with pain, yet forcing herself to remain silent.

Yun Ya’s face still wore a spring breeze-like smile, her skirt swaying gracefully like a lotus blossom as she crouched down beside the old man, "Great-grandfather...."