It was when Ye Shuang arrived at the so-called business meeting that she realized she had been tricked. Champagne, snacks, shopping bags and a bunch of socialites drinking and chatting⌠what kind of business meeting is thisâ˝
Ye Shuangâs mouth twitched as she became even more confused at Miss Fangâs purpose for calling her there.
In terms of personal relationship, they were barely above acquaintances. After all, she hadnât met Fang Fei officially once in her female form before. In terms of professional relationship, they were even more unrelated. Before she resigned, she had been an employee of Fang Moâs company who had nothing to do with Fang Fei. After her resignation, she had even less to do with her former bossâ younger sister.
Earlier, Miss Fang had used her brother as leverage to force Ye Shuang to join the âbusiness meetingâ. From the looks of it, that was obviously a lie; however, Miss Fang didnât seem like she was interested in explaining herself. At the end of the day, it was still that same rule of thumbâthe party with more trump cards had the bigger voice.
Miss Fang had so many trump cards in her hands; just âpayment for the advertisementâ alone could make Ye Shuang do whatever she wanted.
With a helpless sigh, Ye Shuang rubbed her temples, trying her hardest to ignore Fang Feiâs feigned calmness. Instead of going around in circles, she asked directly, âIâm not going to ask for the details, but why did you call me here?â
Thankfully, it was a roomful of girls; if the door had opened to a bunch of dudes, Ye Shuang would have left instantly. Even though she had no idea what Miss Fang was up to, the situation didnât seem bad enough for her to up and leave.
The room was more than a hundred square feet wide; in other words, it was about half the size of the entire floor. It was located on the 12th floor of San Lin Cityâs most famous private club; its clients were either the rich or the famous.
The group of socialites sat around the table in the middle of room, playing mah-jong, sipping champagne or tea. When Ye Shuang and Fang Fei entered the room, no one was paying them any attention, but someone soon turned her head their way, and this caused the rest of the room to turn to look at them in unison. The gazes that fell on Ye Shuang were mostly friendly with an underlying tone of curiosity.
âI donât need you to do anything,â Fang Fei whispered from the corner of her mouth, maintaining the smile on her face as she led Ye Shuang into the room. âJust make sure you donât make me lose face.â
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After they took their seats, the group of girls moved their gazes back. After all, these were all educated socialites, so despite their interest, they wouldnât stare too long lest it be perceived as rude.
In the beginning, they were merely curious about the identity of the mystery number in Fang Feiâs phone, and now that their curiosity had been sated, they were satisfied. With the aid of the alien DNA, Ye Shuangâs skin was fair, the proportion of her body a perfect ratio, but it was not as eye-catching as when she was in her male form.
Furthermore, Brother Ye, at least, had a few brand name outfits sponsored by Mother Ye to match his impressive aura, but Sister Ye only had an outfit from the night market on. Therefore, the group of girls, who couldnât see what was so ânot-normalâ about Ye Shuang, naturally turned their heads away with disappointment.
âThis is my friendâŚâ Miss Fang walked toward her friends and was beginning to make the introduction when she realized something. F*ck! What is this womanâs nameâ˝
Of course, in everyoneâs eyes, they thought Fang Fei was pausing for emphasis, not expecting her not to know her âfriendâsâ name.
Ye Shuang added tactfully, âMy name is Ye Shuang, nice to meet everyone.â
ââŚâ Miss Fang, who was saved from an awkward situation, had surprise flash her eyes. Then she nodded as naturally as she could before adding, âIâm sorry to leave you so soon, but I have to use the bathroom.â
Then she turned haughtily and escaped from the room.
The room was baffled.
Ye Shuang almost ran to drag her back. My young miss, you have to at least make some return introductions!
She had no clue that Fang Fei had left because she didnât know how to deal with the situation. The phone number of the man who she had a little crush on had been discovered by her group of friends, and the call had been answered by the manâs girlfriend; this was awkward point number one.
She had been half-forced by her friends to ask said girlfriend out, and it was only half-forced because she also wanted to see how outstanding the girlfriend was. As it turned out, Ye Shuang was someone who couldnât have been more mundane, and this was a conclusion drawn not only by her group of friends but herself as well; this was awkward point number two.
Awkward point number three had less to do with awkwardness and more her personal annoyance. The fact that the two Ye Shuangâs shared the same name⌠Fang Fei felt weirdly annoyed by this coincidence. Are you trying to announce to the world how destined you two areâ˝ Even the phone number is registered to the same nameâŚ
Based on all these reasons, Miss Fang felt like she needed some alone time to calm herself. Once Fang Fei left, the group of socialites suffered the sting of her rashness because they didnât know how to include this newcomer in their activities. Eventually one of them asked, âDo you know to play mah-jongg?â
The rich didnât like to mingle with the poor, not because they looked down on them but mainly because there was no shared topic. This was discernible from multiple angles. For example, their shopping locations, one side liked that which others couldnât afford, and the other didnât like that which others could afford. For example, conversational topics, due to the lifestyle they had been exposed to since they were young, the experience rich people had was different from others; they talked about stuff like shares, investment, golfing, cruises, parties⌠Just what was normal citizen supposed to say in such a conversation?
The difference between the two was simply too big. Since both parties knew they shared no similarities, why should they force such a relationship and cause awkwardness to each of themâ˝
However, when both parties did meet in certain situations, the rich wouldnât purposely gang up on the outsider and isolate him or her.
Male friendships were built over alcohol while female friendships were built over mah-jongg tables. This was something common for both the poor and the rich. Even though Fang Fei had left, her group of friends couldnât just ignore Ye Shuang; therefore, to salvage the awkward situation, they naturally invited her to join them. Of course, they didnât bring up the details of the chip tally, or else, it might have seemed like they were bullying her.
Ye Shuang smiled and took a seat at the table. With her enhanced memory, winning a few games of mah-jongg was no biggie. Even chatting in between games was easy because her good memory meant that she had a great store of knowledge.
Therefore, when Miss Fang returned to the room, she discovered with a great shock that Ye Shuang had practically merged herself into her group of friends.
âFive Bamboos! Shuang Shuang, youâve won three rounds already, do take pity on us,â one of the girls said as she tossed a tile into the pool. âActually, I still think the powder base from XX brand is not bad. It sticks to the skin and will not be ruined so easily; it is also an internationally famous brand, what do you think?â
âThanks for the tile!â Ye Shuang smiled before adding, âWith just a sniff, itâs obvious that the glue content is more than the approved standard. So, of course, itâll stick to your face. Sister Liu, if you really want, go have it tested, but believe me, if you continue to use this, itâll damage your skin.â
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Another girl chimed in to move the topic away. âHave you heard the latest gossip about XXX, the recently famous actor? Last time, I saw him dancing with the hostâs daughter at the Lee familyâs ball. Do you think that theyâre really in love, or is he just out looking for a sugar mummy?â
This gossip was a welcomed change in topic. âYou must be kidding. I seem to remember that the Lee family was planning to become in-laws with the Wang family, could it be that the engagement is not for Miss Lee but Mr. Lee?â
Ye Shuang didnât know much how the familial politics of the rich, but she could still find something to comment, âIf someone did slurp up that XXX, that person sure is unlucky because the manâs face has obviously been under the knife before. The ratio of his face is completely off, at least one-third of his jaw has been shaved away.â
âFor realâ˝â the group of girls exclaimed with shock.
Miss Fang stood there silently. What in the world is happeningâ˝