Even if she were to call a deer a horse, Su Zhenzhu would nod her head in agreement without any thought.
In fact, the Zhou Family's position in Beijing's elite circles was somewhat awkward. They were not among the ultra-rich, but they weren't poor either, occupying a liminal space in the social hierarchy.
So the people who had surrounded Zhou Xiaoyao since she was young were the daughters and sons of top-tier wealthy families.
From childhood, her parents taught her to curry favor with some and not to offend others. Having finally grown up, she naturally wanted to enjoy the sensation of being fawned over.
The daughters of the top families wouldn't give Zhou Xiaoyao the time of day, and those like her naturally wouldn't demean themselves by courting her favor.
That is, until Zhou Xiaoyao met Su Zhenzhu.
Actually, she and Su Zhenzhu had a mutually beneficial relationship.
"That's the one," Su Zhenzhu pointed over to Mu Qingli's table.