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Season 11

Episode 72

(Xiaowei’s Wedding (13)

This was entirely Huo Yanyan’s problem. Huo Mian couldn’t care less and would never be bothered by it. After all, Huo Mian had her fair share of conflicts with Huo Yanyan in the past.

However, the matter was a little different now that the two women had included Huo Mian in their derogatory talk. Judging by the sound of it, they were very likely Song Yishi’s friends.

They even refer to her as ‘their Yishi’? Huo Mian shuddered at the thought of it.

Jiang Xiaowei was still changing in the fitting room. Huo Mian stood up and walked over with a smile. “Watch what you’re saying, young lady. Karma can be a bitch.”

“Who the hell are you?” Clearly, the two women had no idea who Huo Mian was.

“What a coincidence, I’m a member of the Huo Family that you guys have been speaking so fondly of. I’m also the woman that’s supposedly worse than Yishi but is favored by President Qin.”

“You eavesdropped on us? Have you got no manners?” one of the women objected.

“Manners? Of course, I can never compare to you girls. After all, people like you who speak behind others backs obviously have incredible manners.” Huo Mian smirked coldly as she scanned their faces.

“What did you say?!” One of the women raged.

“You heard me.” Huo Mian tilted her head slightly and glanced down with despise in her eyes.

“The women from the Huo Family are the poorest. Did you see that? Huo Yanyan doesn’t even have money to buy clothes. It’s merely thirty thousand yuan, and yet, she’s asking for a discount! That’s hilarious! Oh, and you! Your jacket, what brand is that? I bet it’s not even branded. I knew you guys were poor!” The other woman quickly changed the subject as she realized she was not merely as gifted as Huo Mian when it came to speechcraft.

“You speak as if you’re well-off,” Huo Mian folded her arms across her chest.

“Of course I’m richer than you. My daddy loves me very much!” The woman said proudly.

“Hm, excuse me, but are you talking about your biological daddy or your sugar daddy?”

Even the sales associate began to giggle after Huo Mian finished speaking, admiring her eloquence.

Huo Yanyan watched silently as she contemplated, perhaps wondering why Huo Mian was standing up for her.

“What the hell are you saying! I was talking about real daddy! My daddy is the chairman of the Jia He Corporation,” the woman heaved heavily with anger.

“Jia He? The steel company that started off with collecting garbage? Oh, I see, you’re a nouveau riche, aren’t you? That explains the mannerism,” Huo Mian chuckled to herself.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yanyan couldn’t help but also chuckle a bit.

The woman’s face grew from red to purple and all the shades in between.

“Shut up!” The woman stomped her feet, reverting to throwing a tantrum like a child.

“Bickering is no fun. How about this? Let’s place a game. We each pull out a debit card to see who has a higher balance. The person with more money wins and gets to slap the loser across the face. How does that sound?”

For a moment, the two women didn’t know what to say against Huo Mian’s request. After a moment, one of the women whispered to the other, “Don’t be afraid of her, Lili. Your family is so rich, and you have millions in your account. You would win for sure.”

Lili listened and nodded in agreement. She looked up immediately with pride. Her eyes were full of prejudice as she said, “Sure, but don’t you dare cry when I’m slapping you across the face.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not that cowardly.” Huo Mian simply smiled.

“She’s the only daughter in the family. Her father spoils her a lot, so she’s got millions in her account. You shouldn’t be betting on this,” Huo Yanyan kindly whispered to Huo Mian, wanting to warn her.

“I’ll be fine. Just watch.” Huo Mian waved her hand to the sales associate.

“Do you have an ATM here?” she asked.

“Yes, it’s right by the door.” The sales associate pointed.

“Great! Everyone in the store, come and bear witness. We’re about to make a bet!” Huo Mian smiled some more.

“I’ll go first, so that you would know you’ve lost before you even began,” the woman said as she took out her supreme status black card and walked over to the ATM. As she finished inputting her password, she looked back proudly at everyone as the screen showed her balance.

There were more than thirty-eight million yuan sitting in there. It was quite a large amount.

The woman glared down at Huo Mian, her eyes full of contempt. “Your turn, loser. I heard your father was a cheap-ass, so you and Huo Yanyan must be cheapskates too.”

Huo Mian didn’t reply. She simply pulled out a regular ICBC debit card and walked towards the ATM with lightsome steps.

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