Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

At the press conference, lights flickered, illuminating every corner like daylight. Celebrities from all walks of life gathered there, dressed in gorgeous attire, their faces brimming with confidence and pride. In this place of glory and achievement, everyone wanted to present their best selves.

Zhao Qingyu was no exception. She wore an elegant evening gown, the silky hem swaying gently with her graceful steps, like a goddess stepping out of a painting. Her beauty and noble aura were impossible to ignore, like a powerful magnet, captivating the attention of those around her.

People gathered around, their eyes filled with admiration for Zhao Qingyu. Her beauty was breathtaking, and people couldn't help but want to get closer to her and feel her charm. Amidst the bustle and noise, a voice suddenly sounded out of place.

"Hmph! That's all!" The voice was sharp and piercing, like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through the harmonious atmosphere.

Zhao Qingyu frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the voice. She saw a woman standing not far away, looking at her with disdain. The woman was wearing a sexy short skirt, tall, and beautiful, but her eyes revealed a hint of jealousy and hostility.

Zhao Qingyu recognized her instantly—Shen Jiayi, her old rival from college. They'd had numerous conflicts and arguments over various matters at school, and there had always been a constant tension between them. She hadn't expected to meet again here, and in such a setting.

Seeing Shen Jiayi appear, Zhao Qingyu's heart was filled with anxiety. She knew that this meeting would not be so simple, and something unpleasant would definitely happen. But she did not show any fear or retreat. Instead, she straightened her spine and prepared to face the challenges that might come.

A mocking smile hung on Shen Jiayi's face, a hint of subtle jealousy and provocation etched in it. With an elegant yet somewhat arrogant stride, Shen Jiayi slowly approached Zhao Qingyu.

"Oh, isn't this Zhao Qingyu? I haven't seen you for many years, but you're still so glorious." Shen Jiayi's tone was sarcastic, and every word seemed to carry a thorn, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Qingyu raised her chin slightly, a hint of coldness and disdain in her eyes. Her gaze was like a torch, as if it could see through all hypocrisy and lies. "Shen Jiayi, I didn't expect to meet you here." Her voice was calm and composed, not at all affected by Shen Jiayi's provocation.

The corners of Shen Jiayi's mouth curled up slightly, a glint of jealousy flashing in her eyes. She bit her lip tightly, anger rising within her. "Hmph, of course you don't want to see me. After all, you've always been the high and mighty princess, and I'm just a pitiful creature you've trampled underfoot." Her words were tinged with deep resentment and unwillingness.

Zhao Qingyu frowned slightly, not understanding why Shen Jiayi was so hostile. There didn't seem to be any deep hatred between them, but Shen Jiayi's attitude made her confused and puzzled.

"Shen Jiayi, there doesn't seem to be any deep hatred between us. Why are you always hostile to me?" She tried to understand the other person's thoughts, but could not find the answer.

Shen Jiayi sneered, her eyes filled with resentment. She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. "Zhao Qingyu, you've taken all the limelight from me! Back in college, you were the center of attention, and I could only toil quietly in your shadow. Now, you're still so successful, and I'm still nowhere." Her voice was filled with endless grievance and pain.

However, Lin Yue, standing by, couldn't stand it any longer. She stepped forward and glared at Shen Jiayi. "Shen Jiayi, don't go too far! After all these years, you still like to cause trouble for others." Lin Yue's voice was firm and powerful, full of defense for Zhao Qingyu.

Shen Jiayi glanced at Lin Yue with contempt and said disdainfully: "Lin Yue, it's been so long, and you are still Zhao Qingyu's lackey. What, you can't live without her?" There was obvious sarcasm in her tone.

Lin Yue's face flushed with anger. She retorted without a shred of rage, "Shen Jiayi, do you think everyone is as narrow-minded as you? Qingyu and I are true friends. I defend her because she deserves it. And you, on the other hand, always assume maliciously of others."

Shen Jiayi crossed her arms over her chest, her lips curled up slightly in a sneer. "Humph, true friends? We're just using each other. What's so good about Zhao Qingyu that you'd risk your life for her like this?" Her words were filled with jealousy and dissatisfaction.

Lin Yue's eyes widened and she said angrily, "What do you know? Our friendship is not something you can understand. Qingyu is a kind and sincere person. She is always willing to help others and never expects anything in return. Unlike you, you are selfish and only think about your own interests."

Shen Jiayi was enraged by Lin Yue's words. She said viciously, "Shut up! Zhao Qingyu is a hypocritical woman. She pretends to be kind, but in fact, her heart is darker than anyone else. Only fools like you would be fooled by her."

Lin Yue took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She knew that arguing with Shen Jiayi was pointless, but she would never let Shen Jiayi continue to bully Zhao Qingyu. So, she said calmly, "Shen Jiayi, no matter what you say, I will always support Qingyu. If you dare to hurt her again, I will never let you go."

Zhao Qingyu gently took Lin Yue's hand, caressed it tenderly, and used her eyes to signal her not to be angry. Then, she slowly turned her head, her eyes as calm as water, and stared at Shen Jiayi quietly.

She said softly, "Shen Jiayi, we are no longer the naive children we were in college. Let's let the things that happened go with the wind. Why bother dwelling on them and refusing to let go?"

However, Shen Jiayi showed no sign of backing down. She sneered and said sharply, "Zhao Qingyu, you're always so arrogant and conceited, as if the world is yours. But don't forget, there are many people in this world who are more powerful than you. You're not omnipotent."

Zhao Qingyu smiled faintly, revealing an indescribable confidence and composure. She replied calmly, "Shen Jiayi, I've never attempted to control anything. All I do is follow my inner convictions and do what I believe is right. As for you, if you continue to dwell on jealousy and hatred, you will never find true happiness."

Hearing this, Shen Jiayi's expression grew even darker. She gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Zhao Qingyu, don't be too happy too soon. One day, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance and conceit."

Lin Yue smiled disdainfully and scoffed, "Shen Jiayi, don't waste your energy. Qingyu's excellence is obvious to everyone, and she's not comparable to someone as narrow-minded and petty as you. No matter how jealous you are, you can't change this fact!"

Shen Jiayi was so angry that she was shaking all over. She stared at Lin Yue fiercely for a long moment before finally turning her gaze to Zhao Qingyu beside her. She gritted her teeth and said, "Just wait and see. One day, I'll show you how powerful I am!" With that, she abruptly turned around and hurried away, leaving everyone with only an angry and resolute back. Zhao Qingyu shook her head helplessly as she watched Shen Jiayi retreat.

"Okay, why bother with her." Zhao Qingyu patted Lin Yue's shoulder gently.

"I just can't stand her acting like a mad dog." Lin Yue said angrily.

They did not take Shen Jiayi's threats seriously and continued to live their own lives.

This unexpected confrontation created a tense atmosphere at the press conference, but Zhao Qingyu and Lin Yue's determination and courage also impressed people.

People around them cast admiring glances, they were moved by Zhao Qingyu's generosity and Lin Yue's loyalty. In this world full of challenges and competition, true friendship and courage are particularly precious.

However, they didn't know that Shen Jiayi did not give up. She was secretly planning a bigger conspiracy to completely destroy Zhao Qingyu's life.