Time Travel: The 18th Line Star She is Not Simple

"You are the one acting, your whole family is acting." The socialite was so angry that she was incoherent.

"No, No." Bai Feifei shook her index finger and corrected him, "You are wrong. I am an actor, but my family is not."

"You! I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to slap Bai Feifei in the face.

Bai Feifei was quick-witted and quick-handed. She slapped the socialite in the face with her backhand, knocking her to the ground.

"Everyone has seen it. I was acting in self-defense. If anyone asks, could you all help to bear witness? Thank you."

Bai Feifei smiled and discussed with the onlookers, not looking like she had just slapped someone.

The onlookers took a step back tacitly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"How dare you hit me!" The socialite covered her swollen face, and couldn't believe that Bai Feifei, a little star, dared to slap her in the face.

Bai Feifei tilted her head in confusion and asked innocently, "You, can't you fight?"

So cute!

The crowd watching nodded in tacit understanding again: Yes, let's go for this crooked head, whatever she says is the truth.

"Ms. Bai, if you don't want to be friends with me, I won't bother you. Why hurt others? If the video of you beating people gets out, it will damage your image as an actor. Fortunately, no one who can enter here today will spread this matter, otherwise your acting career will be over."

Guan Xue's voice is soft and delicate. Who can refuse such caring words coming from such a voice?

At least most of the men present couldn't refuse, and began to sit on the fence, thinking that Guan Xueren was a good person and Bai Feifei was going too far.

"What are you arguing about?"

Suddenly, a female voice interrupted the farce.

It turned out that the organizer of the banquet, Mrs. Ming, had come.

When the socialite saw Madam Ming, she felt like she had seen a savior. She quickly got up from the ground and showed her swollen face to Madam Ming.

"Mrs. Ming, you have to make the decision for me. Bai Feifei hit me in public for no reason. This kind of person is not worthy of attending this banquet. Tell someone to kick her out."

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Mrs. Ming's aura of authority made the lady tremble with fear, and she stammered, "No, no, I don't dare."

"Aunt Ming, she was just telling the truth, she didn't mean any harm. It's just that Miss Bai slapped her too hard just now. Look at her face, it's so swollen."

She thought that after saying this, Mrs. Ming would give her some face and cooperate with her to drive Bai Feifei out.

After all, it is a fact that Bai Feifei hurt people.

It was she who hit people and disrupted the order of the banquet.

Logically, Mrs. Ming should immediately drive Bai Feifei out of the small family.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ming did not play by the rules.

She took a few steps forward, held up Bai Feifei's hand with a look of heartache, "Good boy, did your hand hurt? Next time you want to hit someone, don't use your palm, it will hurt you too. You should kick with your feet, and kick wherever it hurts."

Mrs. Ming's bold move shocked everyone, and they all speculated about the relationship between Mrs. Ming and Bai Feifei.

"Mrs. Ming, I am the one who got hurt!"

"I know, but I believe that Feifei would not hit someone for no reason. Since she hit you, it means you deserve it." Madam Ming glanced at the socialite, "For this injury, I will compensate you at most 200 yuan. If you want to see a doctor, take the money and leave, otherwise shut up."

The socialite was furious, but she didn't dare to refute Madam Ming, nor was she willing to leave the banquet like this, so she stomped her feet, snorted and left.

Guan Xue saw Mrs. Ming's attitude clearly and realized that she couldn't do anything next. Staying would only cause trouble for herself, so she chased after the socialite.

Madam Ming asked the crowd to disperse and continued to hold Bai Feifei's hand, blaming herself, "It's all my fault. I came too late and made you suffer."

Bai Feifei was not used to Madam Ming's preference. She pulled her hand back and said calmly, "You don't have to feel guilty. They can't do anything to me."

"That's good. Come, I'll take you to meet some people." As he said that, he took Bai Feifei's hand again.

Sensing Bai Feifei's resistance, she continued, "They are all wives of noble families. You are already married, so you will have to deal with them sooner or later."

The marriage of Bai Feifei and Qin Minghao was no secret in the Ming family. They were well aware of the nature of the wealthy families and did not want Bai Feifei to suffer any grievances because of marrying Qin Minghao.

In fact, if Bai Feifei was willing to recognize them, with her status as the real daughter of the Ming family, no one in the upper class would dare to look down on her, and no one would dare to say that she was not worthy of Qin Minghao.

But she has always refused to acknowledge this identity. There is no other way, so Mrs. Ming has to think of other ways to make Bai Feifei recognized by the upper class.

Given Bai Feifei's personality, she would not lose face as the organizer on such an important occasion.

As long as she doesn't go too far, Bai Feifei won't get angry.

Look, the little hand was held by her smoothly.

Mrs. Ming smiled and put Bai Feifei's hand on her arm, taking her around to greet people.

He praises Bai Feifei to everyone he meets, and his words of praise are never the same.

Bai Feifei followed Madam Ming back and forth, her face frozen with laughter.

After meeting all the important people, Mrs. Ming pulled Bai Feifei and several of her close wives to sit down and chat.

Bai Feifei listened boredly, but what she heard went in one ear and out the other. What she was thinking was, I wonder what Qin Minghao is doing at the moment. Socializing in upper society is too tiring.

Qin Minghao, who was being talked about, was now discussing business in a private room in the same restaurant.

He didn't intend to leave Bai Feifei alone, but he had discussed it with the Ming family in advance.

He also wanted to ease the relationship between Bai Feifei and the Ming family. For this charity dinner, he left Bai Feifei to Mrs. Ming, so that she could familiarize herself with the upper class society.

If Bai Feifei doesn't like it afterwards, he will never do such a thing again.

The Ming family received help from Qin Minghao, so they naturally attached great importance to this contact.

They took advantage of Bai Feifei's sensible attitude and tried to find ways to prolong the time that Madam Ming and Bai Feifei spent together and cultivate their relationship bit by bit.

Therefore, on this occasion today, Mrs. Ming defended Bai Feifei everywhere, and no one could say a bad word about Bai Feifei.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Madam Ming had special feelings for Bai Feifei, and they were all wondering if she was the daughter-in-law that Madam Ming had chosen.

After this banquet, Bai Feifei's identity became even more confusing. Although people in the upper class would not try to curry favor with Bai Feifei, they would not easily cause trouble for her.

Bai Feifei accepted the favor from the Ming family and softened her attitude towards them.

Qin Minghao returned to the banquet hall and saw Bai Feifei looking listless. He asked distressedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Bai Feifei shook her head, "I'm tired."

"Then when we get the photos of what you want, we'll leave?"

"I don't want anything, just take pictures of it."

"That's fine. We'll withdraw after we get back the items you donated."

Bai Feifei looked at Qin Minghao like he was a fool. "They've all been donated, why are you still taking pictures of them? Do you think you have too much money to burn?"

"How can my wife's things fall into the hands of outsiders?"

Qin Minghao answered with confidence. The thing he had the most was money. Anything that could be solved with money was not a big deal to him.

The most important thing is that Bai Feifei’s things cannot be given to other people.