Kicked out of a wealthy family? I became a rich and beautiful woman thanks to the system.

"Oh? That's serious? It seems I'll have to meet you near the mall from now on, otherwise you won't even be able to find a place to shop."

Actually, things are fine now. If you really can't find anywhere to spend your money, you can donate to a foundation.

Not long after, Wen Yao and Jiang Tang returned to Xishan Prefecture.

The two placed a bag of items on the carpet, and Wen Yao casually took out the jade pieces and looked through them.

Jiang Tang was drawn to the soft gauze on the sofa.

"This is... a soft smoke?"

Wen Yao looked up and glanced at the fabric. She hadn't even noticed it when she came in.

"Yes. I got it by chance."

Jiang Tang's eyes widened in surprise.

"I got it by chance?! This is even better than the soft silk curtains my mother gave me."

"I'm a professional; these fabrics are hard to find. Wen Yao, where did you get them? I'd like to buy some too."

The system-sent items were naturally better than usual, but Wen Yao still couldn't answer Jiang Tang's question.

"If you like, I'll give them all to you. They were given to me by a friend of mine, and she doesn't have any left."

Anyway, I don't need it, so I'll let you take it to your house tomorrow.

Jiang Tang was a little disappointed when she heard that there weren't any, but there were already plenty of things on the sofa.

"Thank you, I'll have someone come and pick it up tomorrow morning."

After playing in the room for a while, Jiang Tang left Xishan Mansion.

The next morning at ten o'clock, Jiang Tang came with two men to pick up the soft smoke cloth.

Before leaving, Jiang Tang suddenly pulled Wen Yao aside and said...

"By the way, Wen Yao, there's a socialite ball in Beijing tonight. Why don't you come with me?"

"A ball? But the organizers didn't invite me, how can I go?"

These kinds of dances aren't for just anyone; you need an invitation to get in.

"It doesn't have to be that formal. You're not from the capital anyway. As my friend, I can take you in."

The debutante ball in Beijing is more like a social gathering. Many socialites bring their friends to attend, as a way for everyone to expand their network.

"Alright then, I'll postpone my return to Haicheng by one more day."

Wen Yao thought that since she already had a house and a car in Beijing, she would come to Beijing to play from time to time in the future, and it would be good to make more friends here.

During the day, Wen Yao went to the mall and bought a little yellow dress.

That evening, Jiang Tang's driver arrived at the entrance of Xishan Mansion in a Rolls-Royce to wait for Wen Yao.

After Wen Yao got into the car, the two went to the hotel together.

Jiang Tang and Wen Yao didn't arrive too early; there were already quite a few socialites chatting in the hotel.

Jiang Tang's background is among the best in this group, so many people gathered around her as soon as she appeared.

"Miss Jiang, long time no see! You've become even more beautiful. By the way, who is this?"

One of the girls, holding a wine glass, took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the two of them.

"This is my friend, Wen Yao."

When Wen Yao's name is mentioned, people seem to think of the uproar that happened online not long ago.

"Oh, Miss Wen Yao, I've heard of her before."

While chatting with the group, Wen Yao got to know quite a few people.

"Hey, look, Miss Song Zhen is here."

Upon hearing Song Zhen's name, the socialites in the hotel raised their wine glasses and looked towards the hotel's golden doors.

Song Zhen was wearing a red dress with a black coat draped over her shoulders.

He maintained a faint smile on his face and kept nodding and greeting the people around him.

"I haven't seen Sister Song Zhen for about half a year. Wen Yao, how about I introduce you to her?"

Jiang Tang said to Wen Yao

"Okay, but I had some minor issues with her brother recently, so I don't know what she'll think about that."

Wen Yao had a pretty good impression of Song Zhen, an independent and strong modern woman, but Song Zhiqian was a different story.

"Song Zhiqian? You've had some dealings with Song Zhiqian before?"

Jiang Tang looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Tang and Song Zhiqian are both studying at Peking University. Although Jiang Tang has never seen Song Zhiqian come to the school, the two have met in private. He is just a spoiled brat.

As the two were talking, they suddenly heard Song Zhiqian's voice.

"Holy crap! Sis, it's this woman, she's the one who broke it..."

Song Zhiqian's voice was very loud; it could be heard everywhere in the hotel.

Moreover, he was swearing, and Song Zhen suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, so she grabbed his ear in front of everyone.

"Song Zhiqian! How could you have such an unworthy younger brother?"

Song Zhen spoke to him almost through gritted teeth.

Fortunately, this was a public occasion, otherwise Song Zhen would have kicked him long ago.

"Sister, I was wrong, please let go."

Song Zhen released Song Zhiqian without changing her expression and threatened him with her eyes, telling him to behave.

At this moment, Song Zhen also saw Jiang Tang, and she walked up to Jiang Tang with a smile on her face.

Wen Yao happened to witness the scene just now and was looking at Song Zhiqian with a meaningful smile.

"Tangtang, why are you with her?!"

Song Zhiqian's eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Wen Yao. If it weren't for Wen Yao, he wouldn't need to accompany his sister to this ball at all.

Song Zhen's gaze fell on Wen Yao.

"Who is this?"

"I am Wen Yao. Hello, Miss Song. I've heard so much about you."

Wen Yao generously extended her hand to Song Zhen.

Song Zhen responded to her in a friendly manner.

"Hello, I'm Song Zhen. Do you know my brother?"

Wen Yao nodded

"The day I first met him... he drove his car into the green belt."

Song Zhen understood everything from Wen Yao's short sentence.

Song Zhen's anger grew stronger and stronger.

"Well, you've got pretty high standards now, huh? You're willing to chase after any beautiful woman without even considering who she is!"

As a heavyweight in their circle, Song Zhen had naturally heard of Wen Yao, and she also knew that Wen Yao held a high position in Haicheng's wealthy circles.

Song Zhiqian looked incredulous.

"Sis, how could you scold me for her sake?!"

Song Zhen suppressed her anger.

"There are too many people now, I'll deal with you when we get back!"

Then he turned and smiled at Wen Yao.

"Miss Wen, since this is our first meeting, I'd like to apologize on behalf of my brother."

Wen Yao quickly waved her hand and said

"No need, how could I let Miss Song apologize?"

Today was the first time Wen Yao had met Song Zhen, and she was pretty much as she had imagined: beautiful, intelligent, and strong.

Moreover, the person who offended her was Song Zhiqian, not Song Zhen, and she didn't like the practice of apologizing on behalf of others.

Wen Yao and Song Zhen got along very well and exchanged WeChat contacts.

At this time, more and more people came up to find Song Zhen.

Taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Tang pulled Wen Yao aside.

What's going on between you and Song Zhiqian?