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Chapter 128 - 128 128 Miss Wens friends are pretty average
Chapter 128 - 128 128 Miss Wens friends are pretty average
?Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Miss Wen’s friends are pretty average Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Miss Wen’s friends are pretty average Lin Chuyi knew that if she was being unusually solicitous for no reason, it certainly meant she needed something from her, but she never imagined that she would have the audacity to ask for ten invitations.
Almost instantly, she understood that Wen Nianyou wanted the invitations for Qi Yunfan.
After all, Qi Yunfan had just asked her for them last night.
However, while Qi Yunfan had asked for five, Wen Nianyou unabashedly requested double that number.
“Miss Wen, didn’t you say I was working as a cleaner in the Jungle? How come you’re now claiming I’m the lover of the president of the Jungle? I advise you not to spread rumors recklessly—I have no inappropriate relationship with President Jungle. I have a fiancé, or have you forgotten already?”
“Chuyi, there’s no point in lying. Today, the news is all about Shengshi Group, and Sheng Tingyuan, the new president, has even made the trending searches. Now everyone knows he’s married, and his bride is none other than the Ye Family’s daughter.”
Wen Nianyou looked at her pityingly: “You’ve been dumped by Sheng Tingyuan, haven’t you? Ah, what a pity. Why would you choose someone like Sheng Tingyuan, who’s the favored son of heaven?”
“Even someone of my background wouldn’t dare to dream of him. He’s not from your world. You better give up sooner rather than later, and don’t go around calling him your fiancé anymore—it’s too humiliating.”
“However, I think you’re quite suitable to be President Jungle’s lover; you could get quite a few benefits that way. From now on, you should stop being so indecisive and just focus on pleasing him alone, or you’ll be dumped again soon.”
Wen Nianyou had said even more unpleasant things before; none of these could hurt Ye Chuyi anymore—she had long become immune to such verbal attacks.
She remained calm, her tone indifferent: “I’m afraid I have to disappoint you, Miss Wen. I am not President Jungle’s lover, so I can’t get ten invitations. You should seek someone else!”
“Chuyi, you’re unwilling to help me with even such a small favor? Being too selfish is not a good way to live; you’ll end up friendless.”
“I don’t need friends, and there’s nothing wrong with being a little selfish. Besides, it’s not selfishness—I’m simply incapable.”
Ye Chuyi looked at Wen Nianyou: “If you aren’t selfish, Miss Wen, and have so many friends, why are you asking me for invitations? Don’t any of those young masters and mistresses from wealthy families have the power to help you?”
“Could it be that they’re even worse off than the daughter of a servant like me? In that case, the friends you’ve made are quite ordinary, aren’t they?”
Wen Nianyou’s face flickered with annoyance: “What are you blabbering about? My friends are much better than you; they merely don’t have the shamelessness you do. They don’t lack money at all; who would stoop so low as to be someone’s secret mistress and spend their whole life in the shadows, like you?”
“If you look down on me so much, Miss Wen, why bother asking a person like me, whom you consider disgraceful, for an invitation?”
“Hmph! I was kindly trying to save you from further degradation. It’s embarrassing for our house if others found out that our servant’s daughter is someone’s secret mistress.”
Wen Nianyou’s expression grew sanctimonious: “My mother taught me from a young age to have self-respect and love, not to sell my body and soul for money. I never spend men’s money. Didn’t your mother teach you these principles?”
Ye Chuyi glanced at Lin Yueqin: “Don’t you know what she taught me? She taught me how to take the fall for you, how to clean up your messes, to the point where as a child, I thought it was only right and proper to take the blame for you.”
Lin Yueqin’s heart jolted. She glanced at Lady Wen, who was still sleeping soundly in the hospital bed, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Visibly displeased, she scolded Ye Chuyi in a low voice: “What nonsense are you speaking? When did I teach you to take the blame for Miss Nianyou? It’s always been Miss Nianyou taking the fall for you. You really are an ungrateful wretch—you don’t know the first thing about gratitude and yet have the audacity to accuse others!”
“Oh, Aunty Lin, don’t scold Chuyi. I used to help her without seeking gratitude. You know me; I’m just like my mom, with a kind heart, always happy to help others and never expecting anything in return.”