Chapter 13

Chapter 13: That Really Made Her Mad

Jiang Shi Yue shrugged. It wasn’t her damn business anyway.

Jiang Shi Yue didn’t disappoint Jiang Mei Ling’s expectations. She wore only a white hoodie and jeans, but on her it looked simple and sharp. Her legs looked straight and slender, and her black hair was thick like clouds.

She also didn’t wear makeup. Her small, pale face looked a little plain, but her features were naturally sweet and bright, and she looked even more playful and youthful.

But Jiang Mei Ling was different. She had dressed up carefully today. She wore a custom designer dress that cost a fortune. The fabric looked like a pool of water, with a flowing shine, and the design hugged her waist just right.

Her loose curls draped down to her chest. Her lips were slightly red, her brows and eyes refined, and her makeup was the popular “first-love” look that made boys feel protective at a glance.

Still, she felt unhappy. Jiang Shi Yue hadn’t dressed up, yet she didn’t look like she lost at all. If anything, it made Jiang Mei Ling look like cheap makeup and cheap looks. The ugly duckling and white swan contrast she wanted simply wasn’t there.

That really made her mad.

How was she supposed to use Jiang Shi Yue to show off her fair skin, pretty face, and long legs now?

Jiang Mei Ling couldn’t hold it in anymore. She said with a hint of displeasure, “Sister, are you looking down on my friends? You’re going to meet them dressed this casually?”

“No,” Jiang Shi Yue said honestly. “I’m just afraid of the cold. If you dress too little, when you get older you’ll get arthritis.”

Jiang Mei Ling choked on her words. She puffed her cheeks, still looking sweet and delicate. “It’s fine. As soon as we leave, we’ll be in the car. It won’t be that cold.” She went out first, and a blast of cold wind swept through the courtyard.

It hit her smooth skin, and it really was cold. Jiang Mei Ling shivered and instinctively hurried a few steps, diving into the car as fast as she could.

Jiang Shi Yue got into the back seat without any hurry. She wasn’t cold.

Rich people’s fun really was hard to imagine. The people who came to this gathering really were all the young masters and misses from the top families in C City.

Glasses clinked everywhere, and perfume drifted through the air. Young men and women wore fashionable, bright clothes, twisting their young bodies freely beneath the gently swaying crystal lights.

The scent of alcohol mixed with perfume, but it wasn’t unpleasant. Instead it carried a strange feeling, rich and sweet, with an extra hint of luxury you couldn’t quite put into words.

“Mei Ling, is this your sister? It’s my first time seeing her.” A glamorous-looking girl walked over. There was a rose tattoo on her collarbone that made her look even more boldly beautiful. She casually sized Jiang Shi Yue up, and a flash of contempt slipped through her eyes.

“Yes. This is my sister, Jiang Shi Yue.” Jiang Mei Ling held Jiang Shi Yue’s hand closely and introduced her with a bright smile. “Sister, this is Zhao Lan Lan, my best friend. Her mother is Professor Song Li Na at C University. She’s really famous.”

Zhao Lan Lan blinked her right eye, her smile dazzling. “Mei Ling’s sister is my friend too.” She snapped her fingers.

A waiter came over carrying a large tray with several glasses of alcohol. The clear stemware reflected a faint sheen, shimmering in and out of view.

Zhao Lan Lan picked up a glass and handed it to Jiang Shi Yue, smiling sweetly. “Shi Yue, I toast you.”

Jiang Shi Yue took the glass. She tilted her head toward Jiang Mei Ling and whispered, “Mei Ling, I can’t drink. Is it okay?”

Her eyes were clear, with a touch of innocence.