Ji Mu’s usually refined and elegant expression was on the verge of cracking.
Song Xinyu had stolen her sister’s man and was still acting so arrogantly.
And in the next second, he completely lost it.
Because Song Xinyu complained again: 【You still have the nerve to talk about me? Why don’t you go look for my sister, you lapdog!】
Ji Mu grew furious, wondering why Song Xinyu kept calling him a lapdog again.
This was clearly admiration!
Wait—she hadn’t even opened her mouth.
He became even more certain that what he was hearing seemed to be Song Xinyu’s inner voice.
Originally, he had been too lazy to talk to Song Xinyu any further.
But overcome by curiosity, he leaned closer and asked: “Song Xinyu, what do you mean by calling me a lapdog?”
However, that sentence was instantly “beeped” into silence.
“Song Xinyu, did your thoughts just leak out?”
Again, it was “beeped” and silenced.
“Song Xinyu, you idiot……”
This time, the words landed clearly and forcefully.
Everyone around them froze.
Wasn’t the Ji Family young master supposed to be the most well-mannered? Why was he openly insulting someone in public?
People then looked at Song Xinyu again—she probably did deserve it!
But did the Ji Family heir not fear offending that person?
And “that person” was already approaching the scene.
At first, Song Xinyu was also stunned. “Ji Mu, are you an idiot?”
This completely confused Ji Mu.
He finally realized it: he could actually hear Song Xinyu’s thoughts.
But the problem was, he could not say anything about it.
Ji Mu hesitated, trying to organize his words, but before he could speak—
“Ji Mu, is this how the Ji Family treats its guests?” Lin Ting’s voice had already drawn near.
Ji Mu felt awkward. There was no way to explain this at all.
“This is a misunderstanding.” Ji Mu casually found an excuse, trying to brush it off.
But Lin Ting did not seem willing to let it go.
“Then today I’ve truly been enlightened. So the Ji Family’s young master is supposedly the most polite one?”
Ji Mu = elegance. That was the label society had given him.
That single word “idiot” had now shattered the refined image he had carefully built.
Song Xinyu, standing nearby, could not help but secretly laugh.
At this moment, Madam Ji could no longer sit back and watch. She stepped in as mediator.
“It must all be some misunderstanding. But regardless, it was wrong to use such language. Ji Mu, quickly apologize.”
Seeing Song Xinyu’s suppressed laughter, Ji Mu became even more frustrated. “She also insulted me. That should cancel out, right?”
“Then please remember this, Ji Family.” Lin Ting said coldly. “Song Xinyu is my fiancée. Insulting her is the same as insulting me……”
Everyone was shocked.
So the rumors were actually true.
Lin Ting really had been captivated by Song Xinyu.
So this young lady must be extraordinarily skilled in bed.
Thus, everyone looked at Song Xinyu with subtle, suggestive gazes.
Those looks carried meanings understood without words.
How could Song Xinyu not understand?
【So now Lin Ting is pretending to be in love with me, acting like he’s protecting me. But he’s actually causing me trouble. Now everyone thinks I’m some kind of seductress with special skills……】
Upon hearing this, Lin Ting’s ears turned slightly red.
And Ji Mu, after hearing it, froze. What? Lin Ting was pretending to be in love with Song Xinyu?
Then why would he do that?
Ji Mu looked back and forth between Song Xinyu and Lin Ting, unable to stop the faint curve forming at the corner of his lips.
Interesting.
……
The banquet was arranged in a Western buffet style, where guests could freely take whatever they liked.
However, most people, for the sake of appearance, only tasted a little and clinked glasses while chatting politely.
Song Xinyu did not like alcohol. In her past life, after performing difficult musical pieces, she would drink heavily in an attempt to suppress her suffocating life.
She often drank until she vomited.
In contrast, she was now extremely interested in desserts and carbohydrates. In her previous life, she had wanted to eat them but never had the chance.
So everyone noticed that Song Xinyu looked like she had starved for days, carrying a full plate of food.
She found a seat on her own and began eating heartily.
“Did the Song Family starve their younger daughter?” someone could not help but ask.
“In our circle, which daughter doesn’t maintain her figure?” another replied. And to maintain that figure, starvation was almost guaranteed.
Then they looked at the other one—Song Xinyan—holding a champagne glass, gently clinking it with others, her movements graceful and composed. Her smile was perfectly measured, her voice soft and pleasant, almost intoxicating to the ear.
The comparison between the two was like heaven and earth.
Madam Ji pulled Ji Mu aside and whispered: “What is wrong with you today? Why are you so impulsive? Even if you dislike Song Xinyu, don’t show it so openly.”
Ji Mu replied: “Mom, it’s because……” He tried to explain everything, but once again found himself unable to speak.
He understood now—he could only know about Song Xinyu’s thoughts internally, but could not express them.
“What were you going to say?” his mother asked.
“Nothing. I just think Song Xinyu is a bit unusual.”
Madam Ji twitched her lips. “Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for her?”
“How is that possible?” Ji Mu immediately denied it. “Mom, why would you think that?”
“Wasn’t it because Song Xinyu playing the violin looked too handsome? Even I almost got charmed.”
Because of that violin performance, Madam Ji’s impression of Song Xinyu had slightly improved.
She had originally disliked that little fox spirit.
If not for her son insisting on inviting her, she would not have wanted to see her at all.
A daughter who stole her sister’s fiancé by sleeping with him—morally corrupt.
On the other side, there were also many others who believed Song Xinyu was immoral.
They had been waiting for an opportunity to teach her a lesson.
When Song Xinyu went to the restroom, they deliberately locked the door outside.
“You really are something, aren’t you? Even your sister’s man dares to steal?” The strongest of the four women grabbed Song Xinyu’s long hair first.
But Song Xinyu immediately pulled out a dining knife and slashed it through the air.
The other girl was so frightened that she staggered backward.
The restroom floor was slippery. Originally, they had planned to make Song Xinyu slip and fall.
But Song Xinyu lifted her leg and tripped her instead.
With a loud “bang.” the floor seemed like it would crack.
Two girls hurried to help her up, but her weight made it difficult.
The leader of the group stood with her arms crossed, looking down at Song Xinyu. “Song Xinyu, you actually dared to fight back?”