983: Miss Shi

Miss Shi

"You don't even have a single cent in your dowry, yet you still have the cheek to complain that the gown the Huang family custom-made for you is cheap. If you're so great, go to the Nangong family and get you a custom-made gown worth 70 million!"0

At the door, a socialite wearing a couture gown sashayed in. However, when she saw Zhong Qianqian, her expression was cold and disdainful.

Zhong Qianqian was now the granddaughter of the Nangong family. According to her understanding, from now on, she would be the top socialite in Z Country. Her status was even higher than that b*tch, Zhong Nuannuan.

Therefore, why should she bear with such provocation?

Could she not see that the entire Z Country, be it the rich or powerful, started to bow down to the Gu family? For what did they bow down? It was because she, the daughter of a wealthy family, had gone to the Gu family to be the Young Lady!

Can't you see that the entire Camino Country, be it the rich or powerful, has started to bow down to the Gu family? Why are they bowing down? Isn't it because she, the daughter of a wealthy family, has gone to the Gu family to be the Young Madam!?

"Who do you think you are? What right do you have to talk to me like that? If you don't want to attend the wedding, then scram. A woman who spits foul nonsense like you aren't welcome here!"

The woman obviously did not expect Zhong Qianqian to not give her face so blatantly. Zhong Qianqian scolded her directly and so harshly, too. The expression on the woman's face appeared twisted.

Huang Yuhan was also shocked. She was about to say something but Jiang Shuwan interrupted her.

Jiang Shuwan had always been very protective of her own daughter, Zhong Qianqian, and Zhong Qianqian was now recognized as the little princess of the Nangong family. She had nothing to be afraid of. "Which b*tchy family are you from? What a b*tch! Did your parents feed you sh*t? Why do you have such a foul mouth? Do you know who the Nangong family is? How dare you talk so arrogantly here! I'm counting to three, and you'll get out of here right now, or I'll ask the security guards to kick your family out and ruin your reputation! I'll make all the rich and powerful families cut off all businesses with you!"

The foul-mouthed woman, "…"

The bridesmaids, "..."

Huang Yuhan, "…!!!"

Seeing the rising green in Shi Yalin's angry face tinged with utter disbelief, Huang Yuhan felt like strangling Jiang Shuwan.

Afraid that these two country bumpkins would say something irreversible one more time, Huang Yuhan could only shout, "It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Then, she scuttled over to Shi Yalin.

Compared to offending Zhong Qianqian, she was more afraid of offending Shi Yalin.

Therefore, Huang Yuhan could only hold Shi Yalin's hand affectionately and introduce her to Zhong Qianqian. "Sis Qianqian, don't be mad. This big sister here is the daughter of the Shi family, Shi Yalin. Her father is the eldest son of the Shi family, the CEO of Fortune Group. The two of you are the daughters of first-tier wealthy families!"

Hearing that the woman was the daughter of a first-tier wealthy family, Jiang Shuwan turned pale as she recalled what she blurted out in anger just now. 

Obviously, the difference between a real lady from a first-tier wealthy family and a fake lady like Zhong Qianqian was apparent.

Zhong Qianqian's face was also pale from fright, and her eyes were obviously filled with guilt.

However, it was obvious that she was not as smart as Jiang Shuwan. She thought that the Nangong family, the Ning family, and the Xiao family were the top four families in Emperor District, while the Shi family was ranked the last one. Although her Grandpa treated her badly, he should die soon. After that, the world would be under her Nangong uncles' control.

She could tell that her uncles really doted on her a lot. There were also her brothers from the same generation who had such fervent gazes when she visited the Nangong family with Gu Mingzhe previously.

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