People arrived one after another. Zhou Tianyu took the time to come over and chat with her for a few words before going back to deal with the guests. In fact, Wen Xinya couldn't understand it. A good birthday party was turned into a business banquet. A group of boys and girls seemed to be wearing masks of their identities, laughing and talking without any masks. It was really annoying.
Han Mofeng took her to meet a few friends in the circle with whom she had a good relationship. Wen Xinya went to the rest area to sit for a while with some boredom.
Next to the rest area is a terrace with several pots of spider plants planted on it, with elegant purple flowers blooming. It attracted the attention of several young ladies, who gathered on the terrace to look at the flowers.
Wen Xinya heard a familiar voice, and after careful listening she recognized it as Jiang Yuqian, who had always been a thorn in her side at Xu Chenyu's birthday party.
The other one was one she had never heard of and was very unfamiliar.
Jiang Yuqian's voice was full of contempt and disdain: "The eldest daughter of the Wen family is so arrogant and domineering. I just saw her scolding Wen Yuya in front of so many people. Xia Ruya couldn't stand it, but she spoke out to stop her, but ended up making her almost cry."
"What's so great about her? She's just a sparrow that has flown to a tree. Look at her, she doesn't look like a daughter of a rich family at all. She looks like a little street girl."
"Haha! You know what? Before she returned to the Wen family, she was really a little street gangster. She was always fighting, drinking, smoking, and hanging out with those hooligans. I guess she wasn't clean either."
"That's right, she's just a slut who can sleep with anyone, and she's pretending to be a chaste heroine. It's a pity for Ruya, who was so noble and elegant, kind and simple, that she fell from heaven to hell in an instant."
"Brother Yu invited us to a party at Jiuchongtian for his birthday. She even pretended that she couldn't drink and asked Brother Yu to drink for her. It was so hypocritical and disgusting to watch. But you are right. Ruya is the one who truly has the cultivation and bearing of a daughter of an aristocratic family."
Wen Xinya nonchalantly picked up the glass of wine on the coffee table and slowly stood up. Her white pear blossom skirt swayed gracefully with her steps, as if stretching out in the wind and trembling in a graceful posture.
"Are you talking about me?" She half-leaned on the door frame of the terrace, gently turning the goblet in her hand. The purple-red liquid rippled in the cup, gently hitting the transparent wall of the cup, leaving gorgeous red marks on it.
Jiang Yuqian and Jiang Ruoyin on the terrace were startled by her sudden appearance and subconsciously took a step back. Their faces turned pale and they suddenly felt embarrassed and guilty as if they had been caught speaking ill of others.
Jiang Yuqian looked at Wen Xinya, who was wearing a light green dress. She recognized the dress; it was the latest model of St. Joan this season. She had seen it when she went to St. Joan before, but because her skin color was not as good as Wen Xinya's and could not match such a delicate color, she did not buy it.
At this moment, looking at Wen Xinya wearing the clothes she liked, the green and tender color, the white pear blossoms, which made her look beautiful and elegant, she felt angry in her heart: "You eavesdrop on other people's conversations, do you have any manners, you uneducated thing."
Wen Xinya stared at Jiang Yuqian with a half-smile: "You are the evil one who complains first. You speak ill of others behind their backs and get caught on the spot. You are still so confident. Am I uneducated or are you uneducated?"
"You..." Jiang Yuqian's face suddenly turned hot, and she became angry and embarrassed for a moment.
"You said before that I don't look like the daughter of a noble family. I would like to ask you, are you the gossips who speak ill of others behind their backs, say vicious words without taboos, and even the landlady has a cleaner mouth than you, the so-called daughters of famous families?" Wen Xinya brushed the hair by her ears lazily and glanced at them sideways.
Jiang Yuqian and Jiang Ruoyin were shocked by her aura for a moment. When they heard her words, they blushed and shouted angrily, "We are the daughters of famous families."
Wen Xinya looked at Jiang Yuqian with a half-smile, her eyes filled with contempt and indifference: "I'll give you this sentence as well. I'm originally the daughter of an aristocratic family."
Jiang Yuqian and Jiang Ruoyin were speechless all of a sudden. They could not refute the fact that Wen Xinya was the eldest daughter of the Wen family.
A cold light flashed across Wen Xinya's eyes, and it seemed like a blade that had turned into substance and flew towards Jiang Yuqian: "It's you, but you are just an illegitimate daughter, which is understandable, but you have to remember that your surname is Jiang, not Zhang."
Wen Xinya's words were like sharp arrows piercing her heart, touching her sore spot, and her face turned pale.
Wen Xinya walked towards them slowly: "Never say bad things about others behind their backs in the future, otherwise..."
Jiang Yuqian and Jiang Ruoyin were confused.
Wen Xinya slowly raised the goblet. The transparent goblet flashed as brightly as the sun under the dim light of the terrace. Then her hand shook, the goblet tilted, and the wine in the goblet poured all over Jiang Ruoyin and Jiang Yuqian's heads.
The purple-red liquid flowed down Jiang Yuqian and Jiang Ruoyin's hair onto their faces, necks, and dresses. The two people who had been dressed brightly and beautifully suddenly looked disheveled.
"Ah!" Jiang Ruoyin screamed and subconsciously dodged Wen Xinya.
"You..." Jiang Yuqian also reacted and subconsciously took a step back. However, the hem of her skirt was too long and her heel stepped on it. She staggered and was about to fall to the ground.
"Ah!" Jiang Yuqian subconsciously went to pull Jiang Ruoyin, but Jiang Ruoyin was in a panic and didn't pay attention, and they both fell to the ground.
Wen Xinya looked at the two people falling together and subconsciously spread her hands: "But you fell down by yourself, don't go around saying that I pushed you."
Jiang Yuqian was so angry at the tone of voice that gloated over someone else's misfortune.
Wen Xinya ignored them both and turned back to the banquet hall.
At this time, a waiter came towards them with a few glasses of wine on the tray. Wen Xinya walked over and put the empty glasses under the tray and replaced them with a glass of wine. Unexpectedly, the waiter stumbled and touched Wen Xinya's hand holding the wine, and the wine in the glasses immediately spilled onto their skirts.
"I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean it." The waiter was very nervous and apologized to Wen Xinya in a hurry.
Zhou Tianyu noticed the situation here, hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Xinya looked down at the large area of her skirt that was wet with wine: "Nothing, the waiter accidentally touched me and the wine wet my skirt."
Zhou Tianyu frowned slightly and said, "There are replacement clothes in the cloakroom. I'll take you up there to change into something!"
Wen Xinya nodded: "Go ahead and do your work. Just let the waiter lead the way for you."
It was indeed not a good idea to abandon the guests in the hall. Zhou Tianyu nodded and called the waiter who had wet Wen Xinya's clothes: "Go and take Miss Wen to the cloakroom upstairs to change clothes."
The waiter's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Miss Wen, follow me."