CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46 NEVER SHOW OFF WEALTH 2_1

Xu Xiaoya burst out, "Why not? Haven’t you seen Zhou Xiaoxuan’s social media? She’s showing off her designer bags and watches every day, attracting crowds of envious losers! Last time she got married, she showed us up so badly. This time, you post too—even more and better than hers. It’ll definitely infuriate her..."

Xu Xiaoya, Yan Xixi, and Zhou Xiaoxuan were classmates in high school. Yan Xixi and Zhou Xiaoxuan were also university classmates. Although they were classmates for over two additional years, their relationship unfortunately only worsened—with Huang Xiaojue standing between them, they had become rivals in love.

Interestingly, Yan Xixi had always been on good terms with Xu Xiaoya.

"Before Zhou Xiaoxuan had plastic surgery, she was just an ugly, overweight girl with somewhat buck teeth. After the surgery, she latched onto a rich man and started flaunting her wealth on social media. Xixi, do you know? She only landed her current husband by posting pictures on her social media..."

Xu Xiaoya gushed excitedly, "You now possess so many luxury goods. You must rub it in her face! HMPH, we can’t let her be the only one who gets to gloat. Plus, if you post the pictures, you can apply for a verified account. Xixi, you’re so beautiful, you’ll definitely become a major influencer very quickly, attracting countless fans! With many fans, you’ll become famous. You could be in movies and stuff, earning money and fame at the same time—it’s so worth it..."

Yan Xixi remained indifferent. "Don’t post!"

This time, she didn’t explain her reasons, yet her tone was unusually firm.

Xu Xiaoya was taken aback.

Slowly, she began to realize that Yan Xixi genuinely didn’t want to post them. It seemed Yan Xixi felt no sense of accomplishment nor derived any "showing off" value from this room full of luxury items.

Not all women who have exchanged their bodies for designer goods are willing to parade them around.

Xu Xiaoya, ever straightforward, simply turned off her phone. "Alright. If you don’t agree, I won’t take any more pictures, nor will I post anything on social media."

Yan Xixi sat in the afternoon sun, a cup of fine Earl Grey Tea on the table. The days of her being gaunt were over. She had gained a little weight, which gave her a pleasantly rounded, more voluptuous appearance.

Xu Xiaoya observed her for a long moment, then grasped her hand and sighed deeply. "Xixi, you should just accept your fate. SIGH. People might laugh at a ’canary in a gilded cage,’ but you must know, countless women wish they could be one and can’t. Everyone thinks the nightclub girls are beautiful and enchanting, but how many can really succeed in landing a rich patron?"

In times of difficulty, countless women would think: If only there was a place to sell one’s soul in exchange for material pleasure.

"I’ve asked you many times to come work in the Harem, but you always refused. Take being a tea or liquor shill, for example. How much can you earn from that? And it’s so risky. Do you really think your life back then was better than it is now?"

Yan Xixi didn’t answer, her thoughts drifting far, far away.

Xu Xiaoya laughed self-deprecatingly. "Look at me. After graduating from high school, I first worked in a small factory in Dongguan, my hands calloused from labor, earning just over a thousand yuan a month. My mother called every day, pressuring me for money. She needed it to repair the house, pay for my little brother’s education, and cover countless other sundry expenses. Back then, I could never come up with enough money. My mom would say the neighbor’s daughter had married well and brought so much money back to her parents’ home, looking incredibly glamorous. Gritting my teeth, I decided to go work as a tea server in the Harem to try and make something of myself. Although it wasn’t like the work the escorts did, it was still a demeaning job. Still, relying on my somewhat decent looks, I also received a lot of tips... SIGH. In a place like that, do you think we could really emerge from the mire unstained?"