Xia Yanxin hadn't expected that Long Yutian would bring her to meet his friends, and that these people would look at her with such colored glasses. Her pretty face turned red in an instant, her fists clenched and then relaxed, relaxed then clenched again... She wanted to retort, but suddenly realized she had nothing to refute; what they were saying was indeed the truth, not fabrications. Her existence was essentially that of a mistress... Why did it have to be like this?
"Advancing by your body isn't something to be proud of, let me be direct with you, high society is all about money. If you don't have money or power, don't expect to mix in here, you'll eventually be kicked far away by Young Master Long. By then, it'll be too late to even cry." Rong Qian, seeing Xia Yanxin was about to cry out of anger, became even more pleased and just let out all the vicious words she had...