"Now that my identity is exposed, there are people asking to be kept by rich sugar mamas. Don't pity me just because I'm young and good-looking."
Jian Zhou, using an alt account, lurked in Jiang Ling's group chat. Seeing words like "sugar mama," "pet me," and "wife," his face immediately turned green.
He was so angry he wanted to kick everyone out, only to find he didn't have admin privileges.
In the world, some rejoice while others mourn.
Jiang Ling was as happy as if it were New Year, while An Qiuyan was like a typhoon had passed through, battered and mentally broken.
"No, this is impossible!"
"She... she's a shareholder of the three major luxury conglomerates? No, I don't believe it!"
"This insidious and cunning woman, with her seductive allure, she's a vile creature, how could she possess such a noble status?"
"This must be a trick she's playing, it has to be!"
An Qiuyan's eyes bulged with jealousy, her face contorted and distorted, like a madwoman. There was no trace of her former purity.
Beside her, Shen Mingjue's expression was as grim as if his mother had died. His eyes were vacant, and he mumbled to himself, "Impossible, this is impossible? Jiang Ling was clearly an orphaned girl with no one to rely on, how could she possess such astonishing wealth?"
If it were anyone else posting on Weibo, he wouldn't have believed it.
But this time, the official Weibo accounts of the three major luxury groups had posted. Who would have the guts to joke about something like this?
Even though the Shen Group was a top-tier company, compared to a super behemoth like the parent company of Lv, it was less than a fart.
As Shen Mingjue was in a daze, An Qiuyan, in her fury, slapped him across the face with a "snap."
"Are you crazy? Why are you hitting me?" Shen Mingjue jumped up, glaring at An Qiuyan.
An Qiuyan, however, shrieked hysterically, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for your burden, I would have married Jian Zhou long ago and used the Jian family's wealth and power to get rid of that b*tch. Now that her identity is exposed, Jian Zhou will never want me, and my future is ruined by you!"
The more she spoke, the more wronged she felt. She lunged forward, scratching Shen Mingjue wildly, "We both came from the slums, why is she adored by everyone and thriving, while I am despised and can't even become a celebrity? It's all your fault, you ruined me!"
Shen Mingjue had been suppressing his own anger, and An Qiuyan's slap had completely ignited it.
In an instant, his rage surged. Shen Mingjue slapped her back, then grabbed An Qiuyan's hair and proceeded to slap her face repeatedly.
An Qiuyan screamed, "Shen Mingjue, how dare you hit me? Aren't you afraid I'll expose your identity?"
"Hmph, don't try to threaten me with that! If it weren't for your schemes back then, how could I have broken up with Jiang Ling? You want to report me? Go ahead, go tell Grandpa about my background!"
Shen Mingjue had had enough of An Qiuyan's threats and had decided to go all out, without caring about the consequences.
"You—" An Qiuyan choked with anger.
"What? Scared now?"
Shen Mingjue chuckled repeatedly, "A woman like you, who is so greedy for vanity and treasures money like her life. Your reputation is in tatters, everyone knows you and Jiang Ling are on bad terms. Who would dare risk offending her to keep you, a withered flower? You can only rely on me now. Destroying me means destroying yourself!"