C16 When She Was Asking for a Living

She knew perfectly well that Wang Hongyan was trying to warn her. But Wen Chichi wasn't one to be easily intimidated. Her nails were long and beautifully manicured. Earlier, she had lightly pinched a small bit of Wang Hongyan's skin, refusing to let go. This method left no marks; as long as she controlled the pressure and targeted the right nerves, there was no need to exert much force. It was no surprise Wang Hongyan couldn't find any evidence. Realizing Wen Chichi was deliberately giving her a hard time, Wang Hongyan didn't dare say anything more.

Did that little brat think this would make her feel better? The real drama was yet to come. After all, there was still a three-million-dollar dowry involved. That wretched woman would be in for a hellish time once she was married. Wang Hongyan looked up at Wen Zhengze with a pitiful expression. When she had started seeing Wen Zhengze, she was quite young. Although Wen Jiaojiao was already in her twenties, Wang Hongyan, thanks to her meticulous self-care, didn't look a day over forty.

Ignoring the two of them, Wen Chichi quickly instructed the staff to prepare her dinner. Who really indulges at a party? It's all just for show. Wen Zhengze, witnessing this, said nothing and left with Wang Hongyan, already calculating his next move in his mind.

Wen Zhengze didn’t skimp on Wen Chichi; the table was laden with fresh ingredients. Wen Zhouzhou and Wen Chichi ate with relish, completely ignoring the looks from those around them. During the earlier argument, she noticed Wen Zhengze’s expression had softened a bit. Wen Chichi knew they thought she was dazzled by wealth and wouldn’t pursue her mother’s inheritance anymore. But she just gave a dismissive smile. She was merely giving them a breather. Wen Chichi enjoyed watching their carefully laid plans crumble at her hands. Just the thought made her immensely happy.

Wen Jiaojiao had just returned from a date with Qin Su. As she stepped into the living room, the aroma of food hit her, and she frowned. Strutting in on her high heels, she found Wen Chichi eating at an odd hour, filling the house with chaos, which made her a bit angry. “Wen Chichi, what do you think you’re doing?” Were the servants and parents really indulging Wen Chichi like this? Such unruly behavior should be sent back to the countryside. Wen Chichi was joking with Wen Zhouzhou when she heard Jiaojiao’s accusatory tone and looked up nonchalantly.

Looking at the table, now cleared of food as if a whirlwind had swept through, Chichi gave a soft laugh. "Since you're back, want to grab a bite?"

Jiaojiao glanced down and saw only scraps left on the table. Was Chichi treating her like a beggar? It was infuriating. How could a woman like her still exist in this world? It was truly disgraceful.

With no outsiders around, Jiaojiao spoke freely. After all, the family didn't like Chichi. Who would like such a harbinger of bad luck? If it weren't for the money, Chichi would have been kicked out long ago.

Perhaps thinking of something, Jiaojiao suddenly smirked. "I just remembered you had dinner with Young Master Fu. Seems like he was quite pleased with you."

As long as the marriage happened, it would be the end of Chichi. Everyone in South City knew how twisted and sickly Yuxi was. No woman who married into that family ever survived. To such a wealthy family, losing a person was no big deal. To them, it was just spending a little money to buy a life. Human life meant nothing to them.

Chichi said nothing, merely finding Jiaojiao's antics amusing. Was she trying to show off her cleverness? She was as dumb as a pig but thought she had snagged a rich catch.

Wen Chichi stood up and walked over to Wen Jiaojiao, giving her a rather impolite once-over from head to toe.

"Wow, that outfit must have cost you a fortune, probably seven or eight grand. You really went all out for your date with Mr. Qin, didn’t you?"

Wen Jiaojiao thought Wen Chichi was upset about her stealing away her former fiancé, and a sense of pride welled up inside her.

Wen Jiaojiao smiled, "Wen Chichi, my marriage to Qin Su has been set for a while now, and the wedding is just around the corner. Do you really think you can compete with me?"