"Oh my, this is also Xiaoyao's intention, thank you." After finishing speaking, Xiaoru's face turned cold and she deliberately threw the embroidered handkerchief made by Xiaoyao's mother onto a table filled with trash. "I still need to go entertain the guests, you play by yourself first, Xiaoyao. If you want to eat something, just take it, don't be polite."

  Her fallen gaze glanced at the exquisite cross-stitch that had already been stained, she slowly picked it up, and her heart inexplicably ached.

  It's true that this ten-character embroidery is worthless, but it's all my mother's heart and soul. What about brand names? What about luxury goods? To her, nothing compares to everything mom made with her own hands.

  Facing these rich kids who looked at her with colored glasses, she really got used to it and didn't want to blame them for anything. After all, everyone wasn't from the same world, however...

  She can't forgive! Can't forgive them for disrespecting what mom did! "Xia Ru! Stop right there!!"

  "What's wrong, Yao?"

  With one step, she rushed to Xiaoru's face, her angry hand raised the cross-stitch full of stains: "The gift may not be worth much, but this is my mother's intention. You don't like it, you can say so, why do you have to treat it like this?!

  "Yao Yao, you're overthinking it, I didn't say I don't like it. It's just...it really doesn't suit being placed in my home."

  "It's you, Luo Yao. You're poor, so be it, but why bring out something so disgusting? Look at the gifts Xia Ru received, each one is worth tens of thousands, and you have the nerve to bring this thing out?"

  "No way, who made her not know how to curry favor with the teacher? In the end, she ended up being dumped and now can only be a elevator lady. I remember in the past, whatever she wore or used was always the best in our school. But look at her now! The mocking voices and sarcastic remarks came one after another."

  She understood and knew that today's birthday party was probably not meant for Xiaoman, but rather just a simple trick by Summer to mock herself. "I'm telling you, the clothes I wore back then were just like the ones I wear now!"

  That's right, she didn't lie, Feng Chenyi indeed gave her many things, but she rarely wore them, still wearing dozens of street stall goods, but was chased by those people as fashion, always asking her what brand, what brand. How is it that now, after breaking up with Feng Chenyi, wearing these clothes has become trash? It's really laughable.

  "Alright, Lu Yao, don't explain anymore. Actually, you want to make up with Feng Shao, right? It's okay, I saw him a few days ago, or should I call him now and ask if he wants to make up with you?" One of the women said as she took out her phone from her pocket.

  She doesn't understand why in everyone's eyes the rich are always high above; the poor are extremely inferior?

  Ever since she broke up with Feng Chenyi 2 years ago, it was clear that he had been summoned back to China by his father, but rumors in school said that she desperately wanted to make amends with Feng Chenyi, so he returned to China to get rid of her entanglement.

  It seems that in their eyes, they are the kind of people who can't live without Feng Chenyi. "No need to call him, I already have a boyfriend!"

  "Huh? Not really? Yaoyao, why didn't I hear you mention it? What does your boyfriend do? A security guard?" Xiaoru, who had been silent all along, spoke up sarcastically: "This won't do, Yaoyao. Your ex-boyfriend is the second son of the Feng family, how can you just casually find a security guard as your current boyfriend? You really have no taste at all!"

  Hahaha...

  "Dear Yoyo, don't tell me that he is your fiancé, or I will think that your taste in men is getting lower and lower, to the point where you would even want a man with no class."

  "Isn't that your fiancé dumping you? No worries, Yao Yao, after all, you're my ex-girlfriend, I can take you back anytime."

  The mocking laughter of those around her, mixed with memories, hit Yao's brain hard. It was undeniable that her ex-boyfriend was excellent, but he was a scumbag who played with women's emotions; even if he was excellent, he was still trash. But what if she really had a security guard boyfriend? If he treated her wholeheartedly, what did it matter if he didn't have money? At the very least, in her eyes, a man's excellence wasn't measured by his wealth. But...

  Yao Yao knew that these principles would be forever beyond the understanding of this group of rich kids, who in their eyes, were all about status and money, and with those, they had everything! "He Feng Chenyi is just the general manager of the Feng Corporation, but my boyfriend is a CEO! A CEO!!" Every time she mentioned the name Feng Chenyi, she couldn't help but lose her composure. Even now, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt an overwhelming sense of regret. But the words had already been spoken, and could never be taken back.

  "General... Manager...?" The sarcastic laughter stopped, and everyone looked at each other.

  Xia Ru, standing in the middle, rolled her eyes: "Which CEO? Now even those who set up stalls and sell fish are called CEOs. You have to say a name, I might know him, but I don't know any fish-selling CEOs."

  "Yes, that's right. I almost got deceived by her too. Think about it, with the president as a boyfriend, why would she be an elevator lady? Luo Yaoyao, stop pretending and quickly go call Feng Shao to beg him to take you back."

  A lie, once spoken, must be covered with a hundred more lies. Since she has already taken this path of no return, she can only... continue on! "My boyfriend is the CEO of the Bosen Group!"

  "Is... is the president of the Bosen Group's... girlfriend?" In an instant, the noisy room fell silent, and everyone's face gradually turned pale. If she was indeed the girlfriend of the president of the Bosen Group, more than 90% of the people in the room would have to immediately kneel down and apologize, mainly because their parents all had business dealings with the Bosen Group.

  "Is your boyfriend really the CEO of Bosen?" Xia Ru narrowed her eyes.

  "Right! That's him! I have something to do, I'll leave first." At the moment she turned around, Yoyo almost cried. She had just arrived in China and only knew about Fengshi and Bosen companies, so she could only...

  Calm down! Calm down! At this time, the atmosphere must be strong, and the fake one is said to be true. Otherwise, those people will know that they are lying at once.

  "Stop!" Xiaoru suddenly shouted at her. "Yaoyao, since your boyfriend is the CEO of Boscheng, why didn't he come with you today?"

  "Yes... At this time, why didn't he accompany her here?"

  "Because... he's low-key! You guys aren't unaware that I just came back from Japan, so you should know more about the president of Bossen than me. He rarely takes photos and hardly ever deals with trivial matters within the company. Most things are left to Vice President Long Ye to handle. So, it's natural that he wouldn't show up at an event like this."

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