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"Miss, you can't say that. You shouldn't claim that others are marrying into wealthy families just to gain status. Li Xiyun and Liu Jiyue must truly love each other," a middle-aged woman among the bride's relatives spoke up.
Zhao Xinrong glanced at the woman with disdain and retorted, "And who are you to Li Xiyun? Just by looking at you, it's clear you're not someone of any standing. Even though you're wearing an evening gown, you still look utterly ridiculous. This is not a place for people like you. Let me be honest, a wild chicken may perch on a branch, but it will never become a phoenix."
"How can you speak so harshly? As a young lady from a wealthy family, don't you have any manners?" The middle-aged woman frowned and scolded her.
Perhaps feeling frustrated from being insulted, she vented her anger.
"How dare you criticize me? You couldn't possibly handle my level of upbringing," Zhao Xinrong snapped back. Her mood was already sour tonight; she had thought that Li Xiyun's poor relatives would be easy to bully, but who would have thought they would dare to talk back?
"What a shrew," the middle-aged woman muttered in dissatisfaction.
"Do you dare insult me?" Zhao Xinrong shouted angrily.
Seeing her furious expression, the middle-aged woman felt a bit intimidated and fell silent.
"Not only should she be insulted, but she should also be slapped," Jiang Chen suddenly interjected from the side.
Hearing the young man's words, Zhao Xinrong's face turned ashen with rage.
"Oh really? You think you can hit me? I doubt you have the guts," Zhao Xinrong stepped forward, leaning closer to Jiang Chen and provocatively staring him down.
"Hitting you? Why would I need to do that?" Jiang Chen replied with a smile. Ding Yan, hearing this, thought Jiang Chen wanted her to take action and was about to jump in when Jiang Chen's glance stopped her.
"What do you mean by that?" Zhao Xinrong glared at Jiang Chen, sensing something different about him but unable to pinpoint what it was. Next to Jiang Chen stood a stunning beauty exuding an extraordinary presence, seemingly radiating an aura of danger. This made Zhao Xinrong hesitate to act recklessly.
Jiang Chen did not respond but instead looked toward the entrance as if waiting for someone.
After a while, two figures appeared at the door.
It was Lin Shuang and Lin Rumei! The Lin family was also prominent figures on Hong Kong Island, and Lin Rumei was one of the Top Ten Socialites of Hong Kong Island, naturally invited to this event.
Seeing Lin Rumei arrive, Zhao Xinrong couldn't help but smirk. "What are you staring at? Lin Rumei is my friend; she hates it when men look at her like that. Be careful or she might just gouge your eyes out."
"I don't think she's afraid," Jiang Chen chuckled lightly.
"Oh really? You think she’s afraid? You’re just an outsider; you probably don’t even know her status. She is the young lady of our Kong Island Qinghe Society. Who do you think you are to have any thoughts about her? You're just a frog dreaming of eating swan meat," Zhao Xinrong scoffed.
"Cough cough, young man, since you're also from the mainland, I suggest you let it go. Don’t argue with Miss Zhao; she has a point. There is indeed a significant difference in status between us and the people here," the bride's father stepped forward to mediate.
"Yes, young man, watch your words. This isn't the mainland; be careful or your loose tongue might ruin our celebration," the bride's mother added. She was someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong; believing that people from Hong Kong Island were inherently superior, she chose to silently endure Zhao Xinrong's humiliation while feeling dissatisfied with Jiang Chen's attempt to stand up for them out of fear of being implicated.
"I'm trying to help you here; this isn’t just speaking without thinking," Jiang Chen glanced at the bride's mother and said calmly.
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