Su Qianqian smiled faintly. “Yunduan, is this any way to treat a customer?”
Zhan Yunduan swept a casual glance over the two of them, her tone mocking. “I’ve been generous enough not to put up a sign at the door saying ‘Su Qianqian and dogs not allowed.’ Got it?”
“You!!”
Xu Ting held Su Qianqian back and smiled gently. “Miss Zhan, I finally understand why the top socialite is Qianqian, not you.”
Yan Qing’s expression turned cold. “Our Duanduan doesn’t even bother competing with you, yet you have the nerve to feel superior? Flaunting your status as the top socialite by throwing money around—is that really something to boast about?”
Zhan Yunduan continued to taunt, “Su Qianqian, all you ever think about is scheming against others and showing off like a peacock. How dare you compare yourself to my sister Jiang!”
Thinking that becoming the top socialite would make her uncle look at her differently and marry her—what a delusion!
Su Qianqian flushed with anger. “Zhan Yunduan, how dare you publicly humiliate me!”
“You came here looking for trouble. Did you think I’d just let it slide? Do you think I’m some kind of charity?”
Su Qianqian didn’t want to engage with Zhan Yunduan any further and turned to Yan Qing. “Yan Qing, since your store is opening today, why isn’t Yan Chen here? Not only is he absent, but it seems he hasn’t even sent you a gift, has he?”
Yan Qing’s expression was icy, her eyes filled with hostility. “Su Qianqian, you still dare to covet my man?”
“Your man?” Su Qianqian looked at her with disdain. “Yan Qing, Zhan Yan Chen is not a man you can control.”
“Whether I can control Zhan Yan Chen is my business.” Yan Qing stepped closer to her, her tone calm yet cutting. “Miss Su, instead of worrying about others, you should spend more time thinking about whether you’ll survive after marrying Young Master Fu.”
Su Qianqian’s face paled. Young Master Fu was notorious in their circle for his perverse tendencies. She had never imagined that such a nightmare would one day befall her.
Unable to enter Zhan Corporation and unable to see Zhan Yan Chen, she had come here specifically to…
Suddenly, one of the store employees exclaimed, “Hey, Young Master Yan is on TV!”
Another employee chimed in, “Oh my god, Young Master Yan and Yuerong are on the New York Times Square screen!”
Amid the employees’ exclamations, Yan Qing turned to look at the television screen in the store, her eyes widening in surprise.
In the advertisement, she was sitting in a university campus, sketching a design, her profile soft and beautiful against the backlight.
Next came Yuerong Jewelry, with its tiny gemstones shining brightly across the globe.
Just before the video ended, a line flashed across the screen: “You came from the mountains and forests, a fleeting glimpse that made a hundred flowers bloom.”
Yan Qing tugged excitedly at Zhan Yunduan beside her. “Duanduan, did you buy the Times Square ad?”
“Not me,” Zhan Yunduan replied without needing to guess. “Qingjie, this must be your husband’s opening gift to you!”
Yan Qing was stunned. New York Times Square, known as the “Crossroads of the World,” was one of the four most prestigious advertising locations globally, costing three thousand dollars per minute!
Su Qianqian burned with jealousy, glaring viciously at Yan Qing.
“Oh my god, it’s not just Times Square!” another employee cried out.
After watching the ad for a few seconds, Zhan Yunduan suddenly grabbed Yan Qing’s hand excitedly. “Wow, Qingjie, your husband has spent a fortune for love, putting you and Yuerong on the Reuters screens across all four of the world’s most prestigious advertising locations at the same time!”
Yan Qing’s calm heart began to tremble violently. Since last night, she had imagined Zhan Yan Chen might send her flower baskets or store decorations… but she never expected her husband would make her and Yuerong famous worldwide in such a way.
How… how much money must this have cost?!
Zhan Yunduan looked at Su Qianqian, whose eyes were filled with jealousy, and triumphantly placed her hands on her hips. “Which little bitch was just mocking that my Qing-jie’s husband didn’t send her gifts? Has your face been slapped raw yet?”
Su Qianqian sneered, “It’s just a few minutes of advertising. What’s there to be proud of?”
Zhan Yunduan looked at her as if she were an idiot. Xu Ting quietly reminded her, “It’s a 24-hour rotation.”
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the store heard a series of synchronized footsteps approaching from the entrance.
A few seconds later, Zhan Yan Chen and a mixed-race elderly gentleman, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, entered through the door.