There were a lot of socialites surrounding Xia Erxiang; they were all flattering yet envious of her at the same time as Xia Erxiang’s pretty little face gleamed with joy.
At this moment, Xia Erxiang caught sight of Xia Micheng and paced toward her briskly. “Micheng, you’ve arrived! I was beginning to worry that you wouldn’t come and witness my moment of blissfulness.”
The socialites walked toward them too.
“Erxiang, you’re too kind-hearted. Xia Micheng used to be Young Master Su’s fiancée. Are you not afraid that she’ll sabotage your party because of her jealousy?”
“Xia Micheng is already married to the ghost husband of Orchid Garden; I wonder how he torments her. Perhaps one day he’ll just close his eyes and turn her into a widow. It’s true that daughters from the same family will have different fates—the country bumpkin can never compare to the real-born daughter of a rich family; our Erxiang is now Young Mistress Su.”
“Indeed, the Young Master has good taste and dumped the bumpkin a long time ago; Young Master Su and our Erxiang are perfect for each other.”