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The second floor.

The housekeeper instructed the maids to tidy up the dressing room.

"Oh my, these are all brand names I've seen on Xiaohongshu. They're even packed in snakeskin bags. Young Madam, you've bought too much."

The maid tidied up carefully while muttering to herself.

"Focus on your work and don't talk nonsense."

The butler stood at the door of the dressing room without going in, only instructing the servants to be careful.

He Yan heard this upstairs and felt inexplicably worried.

If the housekeeper sees that she and Bo Siheng are sleeping in separate rooms, will he go and tell Grandma Bo on her?

"Young Madam, your clothes have been packed."

The butler came out to report when he saw He Yan.

"Well, thank you."

He Yan looked a little embarrassed.

However, the butler mistook this awkwardness for the young mistress being shy.

After all, it's a private place like a newlywed's room.

After the maid left, He Yan looked at the wardrobe full of her clothes and felt a sense of security and homeiness.

"They actually sent them all over secretly."

He Yan remained silent.

She guessed what her junior brothers were planning.

After all, they had been coveting her courtyard for a long time, wishing she would give up all the space so they could store her herbs.

"I just don't know if moving will be a hassle."

If she stays here, will Bo Siheng think she's littering?

He Yan had a headache.

"There are still three months left. I'll worry about it when I've finished repaying my debt of gratitude and getting a divorce."

But to her surprise, she soon became annoyed by her phone.

My phone keeps popping up annoying messages because I forgot to turn on Do Not Disturb mode.

It was at the charity gala that Xu Yuan insisted on adding her to the group.

The organizers said there would be follow-up, so she didn't withdraw.

The group chat has over 99 messages.

He Yan clicked on it out of curiosity and found that it was a video of a group of rich girls visiting Xu Yuan in the hospital.

In the video, Xu Yuan is sitting on the hospital bed, still wearing full makeup even though she doesn't look well.

She is concerned about her image and also minds being seen without makeup.

The wealthy women offered various words of comfort, and didn't forget to take photos and edit them in the hospital room to show off, and then uploaded them all online.

They specifically choose unflattering photos of others and only Photoshop themselves to look beautiful.

In ranked socialite circles, there's bound to be scheming and competitive rivalry.

He Yan saw that He Yiyi also appeared in the video.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm so glad you're alright. I was so scared yesterday."

As the top socialite, she has always been a well-bred lady, gentle and charming. Her smile is just right, and although it is not as deliberate as others, she is still covered in designer brands.

Because she was the one who organized this visit to the sick.

He Yiyi's display of sisterly affection for Xu Yuan was also an attempt to comfort her.

"Yiyi is truly beautiful inside and out, unlike that He Yan."

"That's right, she harmed Miss Xu like this, and she actually hid away like a coward."

The rich girls all like to stick together and maintain their superficial sisterhood.

They even deliberately brought up He Yan to put him down.

The video ends.

He Yan tilted her head and burst out laughing off-screen.

She sent her first message after joining the group.

[@HeYiyi, why did you use such a heavy hand when you gave Xu Yuan that injection? She's still not fully recovered. Are you going to compensate her? You're best friends, she should give you a discount, right?]

At that moment, He Yiyi, who was in the hospital ward, also saw it.

She looked like she'd been stepped on, her face turning pale.

He was even more afraid that Xu Yuan would misunderstand, so he hurriedly clarified.

"That's not how it happened. My older sister pushed me down, and that's how I accidentally pricked Xiaoyuan."

The daughters of each family stared at their phones, their expressions all quite strange.

However, compared to He Yan, they preferred to stick together with He Yiyi.

[How could someone slander Yiyi when she's such a good person?]

[Exactly, I don't know if some people are truly heartless; they do wrong but refuse to admit it.]

[@HeYan, I know the truth, and you can't clear your name.]

The last message was sent by Xu Yuan.

If she wants to win over He Yunyi, she will firmly support He Yiyi.

When others saw that the person in question was also attacking others, they blindly followed suit and criticized He Yan.

He Yan felt extremely annoyed by the message notifications.

She found their group photo, restored all the photoshopping marks, and combined them into the most authentic original image straight out of the camera.

He Yan: [Image]

The indignant young ladies immediately fell silent.

It was completely silent, as if the internet had been disconnected.

The young ladies were instantly terrified when they saw their true selves.

No one dared to speak after He Yan.

He Yan finally had some peace and quiet.

You can easily guess what expressions those people have right now.

Although she disdained to compare herself with those people, she found it quite amusing to watch their changing expressions from time to time.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoyue suddenly sent a message.

Sisters, I'm about to board a flight to country D. I don't know when I'll be back. Is anyone going to see me off?

It was followed by a pitiful emoji.

Tang Xiaoyue thought that after being in high society circles for so long, she must have made a few friends.

The fact that her grandfather kicked her out was a secret, so she wanted to maintain her image in front of the other rich girls.

Unexpectedly, her message went unanswered.

Tang Xiaoyue was immediately filled with embarrassment.

He Yiyi saw it too, and in order to highlight her persona, she replied with a message.

Xiaoyue, what time is your flight? I'll come see you off.

He Yan saw the message in the group and a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

Since He Yiyi wants to pretend, she has to go and support her.

She immediately changed her clothes and went downstairs.

"Young Madam, are you going out? Would you like me to have the driver take you?"

The butler astutely noticed He Yan's thoughts and immediately followed Master Bo's instructions to diligently perform his duties.

"No need, I'm just going out for a walk."

He Yan went to the garage to drive the car with practiced ease.

airport.

He Yiyi not only came by herself, but she also invited a group of her good friends.

No matter where she is, she always tries to cultivate the image of herself as a top socialite and a lady from a distinguished family.

"Sister Yiyi, I knew you were the best!"

Tang Xiaoyue was moved to tears.

She felt that only Sister Yiyi could help her.

"I really don't want to go abroad. Can you help me persuade my grandfather?"

"Xiaoyue, I can't change Grandpa's decision, but I'll try to put in a good word for you. Maybe he'll change his mind soon, and then you can come back."

He Yiyi's smile was perfect; she wanted to reassure Tang Xiaoyue.

She had a group of followers taking pictures behind her.

When these photos are posted on a socialite forum, she'll receive a lot of praise.

At that moment, a low-frequency engine roar approached from afar.

Everyone in the hall looked on curiously.

The sports car executed a stylish drift, raising a cloud of dust before coming to a stop at the entrance to the international flight terminal.

"Isn't that He Yan? Is she here to see Tang Xiaoyue off too?"

Tang Xiaoyue, who was holding He Yiyi's hand, trembled subconsciously upon hearing He Yan's name.

She had developed an instinctive fear of He Yan.

A fierce glint flashed in He Yiyi's eyes, but she immediately put on a smile.

"Sister, what brings you here too?"

He Yan strode over with her long, straight legs.

She looked at Tang Xiaoyue with a meaningful smile on her face.

"I'm following your example and seeing Tang Xiaoyue off, since we won't see her again."

Tang Xiaoyue's eyes widened, and she had a feeling that He Yan was up to no good.

She cautiously hid behind He Yiyi.

"You, you came to see me off?"

Perhaps they wanted to see her off on her journey!