CHAPTER 1255: CHAPTER 246: COURTING DEATH, HIDDEN DEPTHS

"Brother Yan, should we go back now?" Yun Ya asked, lying on his back.

"No rush. It’s rare for you to go out. I’ll take you for a good look around." Yan Song walked slowly, the cold wind sweeping over the lake made it even colder, and Yun Ya shrank on his back, only showing her eyes. She smiled and said, "What’s so good about this place? It’s all water, not fun at all. Let’s go back."

Yan Song pressed his lips together, walked into a small pavilion, and after the two rested for a while, they began to walk back.

Meanwhile, the hall was already filled with people, and with the entrance of Dongfang Yi, it officially reached its climax.

Elegantly dressed young men and women conversed and mingled, amidst the clinking of glasses and dizzying indulgence. Wine attendants occasionally moved through, serving red wine and delicious pastries.

"Miss Dongfang, your outfit today is truly exquisite, highlighting your elegance to the fullest, making the rest of us seem ordinary in comparison. Every year, you are definitely at the top, and in the Capital City, no one can surpass you." The sycophant speaking was Zhao Chun, who clung to the Dongfang Family, only looking up to Dongfang Yi. As soon as she finished speaking, other ladies close to Dongfang Yi began to echo her praise.

Dongfang Yi stood quietly in place, the smile on her lips perfectly balanced, neither too reserved nor overly modest, giving off a sense of grace and elegance. Even Jiang Hanbi beside her seemed to fade in comparison.

Jiang Hanbi smiled and said, "Miss Zhao’s words are certainly correct. I agree that Miss Dongfang’s looks and temperament are exceptional, but there’s someone else here today, someone to whom even Miss Dongfang feels slightly inferior."

Dongfang Yi’s smile remained unchanged, fully showcasing her exemplary manners and etiquette.

Zhao Chun frowned, "Who? Who dares to dream of shining as brightly as the sun and the moon? They’re just asking for death."

Song Jinwen covered her mouth and laughed, "Who else could it be but Ji Yunya, reputed as the number one socialite? Haven’t you heard of her?"

"Ji Yunya? Oh, I finally remember, she’s that so-called number one socialite who’s really popular online? Hah... such nerve. Just a nouveau riche’s daughter. Who gave her the audacity to crown herself like that? If she dares to come today, I’ll show her that the Capital City isn’t a place where such upstarts can behave wildly. She’d better roll back to her small patch of land in Jiangzhou."

Zhao Chun is a staunch supporter of Dongfang Yi.

Dongfang Yi furrowed her brow slightly, "A guest is a guest. She’s also the future Young Lady of the Yan Family, so it’s best not to make enemies. Besides, I’ve met her. She’s well-educated and reasonable. The online fans have their reasons for admiring her..."

Such magnanimity and understanding. Yi Peilan rolled her eyes, thinking this woman was even more pretentious than Jiang Hanbi, acting in concert with her lackeys, assuming everyone else is a fool...

"Sister Yi, you’re too kind-hearted. You don’t know nowadays women will do anything to marry into a wealthy family, especially Ji Yunya. She looks like a homewrecker and God knows what seductive tricks she used to enchant Young Master Yan. Otherwise, how could someone of her status marry into the Yan Family?" Zhao Chun said disdainfully.

Dongfang Yi sighed, "No point in talking about others’ matters. As long as Young Master Yan is pleased, that’s all that matters."

"In my opinion, even Young Master Yan’s tastes aren’t that great. Any man who judges by appearances has a scummy nature and is prone to cheating. Hah, Ji Yunya’s going to suffer in the future...."

"Those who are trash themselves think everyone else is trash. I say you’re fickle, and one day your husband will have a whole field of rumors over his head, hah, spreading rumors isn’t a crime..."

As these crude words were spoken, the scene fell silent for several seconds. These self-proclaimed elegant and graceful ladies frowned at the girl speaking, as if saying that filthy woman is so dirty.

Zhao Chun’s cheeks turned red with anger, "Yi Peilan, no one’s treating you as mute if you keep your mouth shut, how vulgar."

"It’s my mouth, I’ll say what I please, who are you to control me? Vulgar? You slander others behind their backs, that’s a moral issue. I’m vulgar and I enjoy it, but do you even consider your moral issues are your mother’s doing?" Yi Peilan snapped back, leaving Zhao Chun speechless and red-faced, saying, "You... you just wait."

"Who can’t talk a big game, come on, I’m waiting for you, let’s see what you’ll do to me?" Yi Peilan put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows defiantly, truly the epitome of arrogance.

Everyone was afraid of Yi Peilan; this woman was quite a character. Whoever got involved with her, even if they were right, would find themselves in the wrong. As the saying goes, it’s hard for a scholar to argue with a layperson.

"Miss Yi, please don’t haggle with Chun’er; she means no harm. I apologize on her behalf," Dongfang Yi smiled gently, appearing so pure and kind.