“So that’s Rong Yan! She didn’t even bother to put on makeup. No wonder Third Young Master has been ignoring her after just one year of marriage.”
“Ignoring her? That’s putting it mildly. I just saw Third Young Master scolding her. I bet they’re already divorced!”
“I think so too. She’s got no figure and no looks. Any one of us here is better than her.”
“Haven’t you heard? The only reason Third Young Master married her is because her birth chart is auspicious. These wealthy families all believe in that sort of thing. Otherwise, Third Young Master wouldn’t have given her a second glance.”
Because she was pregnant, Rong Yan indeed hadn’t worn any makeup.
She ate her vegetable salad calmly, secretly hoping that Jiang Yuhan had married her because of her birth chart.
Not because she had a face identical to A Zhi’s. At least her birth chart belonged to Rong Yan alone.
“Look, she can still eat at a time like this. No wonder the Second Miss of the Rong family is so capable while she’s so useless—all she does all day is eat.”
“I’ve been to her bakery before and bought a cake there. You have no idea—the cakes were so ugly and tasted terrible. I think her bakery will go out of business sooner or later.”
“Oh my god! Once Third Young Master kicks her out and her bakery goes bankrupt, what’s she going to use to support her mentally disabled brother?”
“She may be plain-looking with an average figure, but she could probably still earn some money working at a club…”
Rong Yan set down her empty plate before walking toward the group of gossiping women.
They could call her ugly or say she had a bad figure, but they could not say her cakes were ugly or tasted bad. More importantly, they could not call her brother mentally disabled.
When Rong Yan stopped in front of them, the gossiping women fell silent, no longer chattering away.
Standing before the woman who had said she would be kicked out by Jiang Yuhan, that her bakery would go bankrupt, and that she wouldn’t have money to support her brother, Rong Yan spoke in a soft voice, but each word was clear and deliberate.
“Are you all that jealous that I got to marry Jiang Yuhan?”
The gossiping women thought: Oh please! Who wouldn’t be jealous? Third Young Master Jiang was rich, and on top of that, he had a face that looked carved by the gods. They’d gladly pay Third Young Master Jiang to be with them.
“Rong Yan, what are you being so cocky about? Just now, Third Young Master told you to get lost and stop embarrassing yourself here, didn’t he?”
“Exactly. Just looking at you brings bad luck.”
“Third Young Master doesn’t even like you. You’re shameless for clinging to him like that.”
Rong Yan let out a soft laugh. “That’s right, I’m useless, I’m shameless, and you’re all better than me. Well then, go ahead and try!”
“Jiang Yuhan is right there. You say I’m useless, but none of you even dare to go up and talk to him.”
“You’re all just a bunch of gossiping women who can only run their mouths.”
Yes, Rong Yan was deliberately provoking them.
If someone actually managed to win him over, she would be free.
“Rong Yan, we’re not as cheap as you, seducing men wherever you go.”
Rong Yan smiled faintly and spoke calmly.
“Are you calling me a vixen? Thank you for the compliment! Look at you—you don’t even have the capital to be a vixen.”
“Miss Xia, where did you get your face done? It’s so ugly. Tell me so I know where to avoid!”
“Your face is the one that’s done! Your whole family’s faces are done…”
As she spoke, Xia Duoyun shoved Rong Yan with considerable force.
Rong Yan’s back was against the cake table. In a panic, she instinctively protected her belly, terrified that something might happen to her child.
Contrary to what was expected, Rong Yan did not fall onto the cake first and then land on the ground along with it.
Instead, she fell into a solid embrace.
After steadying herself, Rong Yan let out a huge sigh of relief—as long as the child was safe, that was what mattered.
Looking up, she saw Jiang Yuhan’s icy, frost-like handsome face.
Young Master Jiang was furious. Someone was about to be in big trouble.