AWB Chapter 357 Liu Ruyan! Who are you trying to fool?
Chapter 357 Liu Ruyan! Who are you trying to fool?
She wanted to trample Liu Ruyan, the goddess she once looked up to, into the mud in this glamorous setting, in front of all the "respectable people," and prove that she was the real winner in life!
Liu Ruyan felt a sharp pain in her chest from this series of extremely vicious verbal attacks, vulgar displays of material wealth, and blatant personal humiliation. It was as if an invisible giant hand was tightly gripping her throat, and the suffocating despair made her vision go black.
Her good upbringing and inherent pride had prevented her from ever experiencing such a shameless and unscrupulous attack, leaving her speechless for a moment!
Intense anger mixed with immense grievance surged in her chest like magma, and her clear eyes instantly became misty with humiliation. She bit her lower lip so hard that it almost bled!
Only one frantic thought roared in her mind: Shut up! I'll let you know! I'm now the president of the Red Bean Group! I control billions in assets! The man beside me is a million times better than your bald husband! I—"
Just as Liu Ruyan had gathered all her strength and was about to break through the dam of reason to launch a devastating counterattack against Wang Meiyan in the most intense and direct way, showing her what it truly meant to "live well"—
"Meiyan! It's done!" A middle-aged man's voice, greasy and weak, suddenly came from the side and behind.
As if hearing a bugle call, Wang Meiyan's smugness instantly reached its peak. She immediately turned her face, thickly covered in foundation, towards the source of the voice and greeted it enthusiastically in a sickeningly sweet voice, completely different from before:
"Honey~ I'm over here! Come here quickly!"
The man referred to as "husband" came over in response.
This is a middle-aged man over fifty years old, with a shiny "Mediterranean" head and a slightly overweight figure.
As soon as he came over, his cloudy eyes seemed glued to Liu Ruyan.
His gaze lingered greedily on her tall, graceful figure and exquisitely beautiful face, finally settling unabashedly on the undeniable curves of her chest. His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously before he reluctantly looked away, turning to Wang Meiyan with a greasy tone: "Meiyan, who is this beauty...?"
"What do you mean by 'beautiful woman'!" Wang Meiyan immediately interrupted him, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible wariness. She proudly wrapped her arm around the man's and said to Liu Ruyan, "Ruyan, this is my husband! What do you think? Doesn't he look incredibly lucky?"
She tried hard to interpret the man's lewd gaze as "good fortune".
Liu Ruyan felt a strong nausea rise in her throat.
Looking at the old man in front of her, old enough to be her father, with cloudy eyes and greasy manners, and then thinking about Ye Fan, who was in his prime and had outstanding abilities in every aspect, she felt like they were worlds apart!
She suppressed her discomfort, maintaining an impeccable social smile, but her tone carried a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm: "Meiyan, you change husbands quite frequently, don't you?"
She deliberately emphasized the word "change".
Far from being annoyed, Wang Meiyan seemed to have her "ability" exposed, straightening her back even more and becoming even more smug: "Ruyan, you just don't understand, do you? A woman's key is to know how to plan for herself! Look at you, still single, how can that be? It's so hard!"
She adopted a condescending, "experienced" tone, as if bestowing a merciful blessing: "How about this, I know a few business owners in Nanjing, all with good conditions! I'll introduce you to them sometime? I guarantee you won't have to work that lousy job anymore!"
She finally found a field in which she thought she could completely crush Liu Ruyan—the "value" of men.
From their university days onward, she had always been overshadowed by Liu Ruyan in terms of academics, appearance, and interpersonal relationships; that jealousy had long since seeped into her bones.
Now that she's finally got a chance, she naturally wants to vent her anger and trample Liu Ruyan under her feet to satisfy her twisted sense of superiority.
Liu Ruyan had never taken Wang Meiyan, a clown, seriously before, but now she was completely enraged by the repeated humiliations and the other party's smug face.
Her smile vanished, her eyes turning sharp and cold, like tempered ice: "Meiyan, aren't you curious why I'm here?"
Wang Meiyan had no intention of engaging in the conversation; she only wanted to show off and put Liu Ruyan down.
However, since Liu Ruyan had asked, she curled her lip and said in an extremely contemptuous tone, deliberately drawing out her voice, "What else could you be here for? You're not here to buy a car, are you? Don't be ridiculous!"
She didn't believe it at all, thinking that Liu Ruyan was just putting on a brave face.
This is exactly what Liu Ruyan was waiting for.
She raised her chin, regaining some of the arrogance of a group president, and said clearly, "That's right, if I'm not buying a car, what am I doing here? Just looking at the scenery?"
Her tone was matter-of-fact.
"Ha!" Wang Meiyan scoffed, her face clearly saying, "You're just bragging. Which one do you want to buy? Tell me!"
She was certain that Liu Ruyan couldn't even tell the difference between the different Porsche models.
Liu Ruyan parted her red lips slightly and clearly uttered a few words: "Panamera Turbo S".
Wang Meiyan's smugness and mockery froze instantly, as if someone had grabbed her by the neck.
Her eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief!
Panamera Turbo S? Of course she knew what that car was!
This is Porsche's top-of-the-line executive coupe, costing several times more than her entry-level Macan! They're not even in the same league!
She thought buying a Macan was the pinnacle of her life, so how could Liu Ruyan possibly afford a Turbo S?
Looking at Wang Meiyan's expression, which seemed as if she had been struck by lightning, Liu Ruyan finally found a way to release the pent-up frustration in her heart.
She deliberately added in a casual tone, as if talking about grocery shopping, "Well, the Panamera Turbo S is alright, not too expensive, and it's comfortable for daily commuting."
"You..." Wang Meiyan almost choked on her breath, her face flushed red, both shocked and furious, her voice becoming shrill: "Liu Ruyan! Who are you trying to fool?! Do you know how much that car costs? Over three million! You? How can you buy it?"
"This lady is indeed looking at the Panamera Turbo S," the male salesperson who had been standing next to her said at the opportune moment. His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable professionalism.
He was a shrewd person. From Liu Ruyan's clothes and aura, and especially the Ferrari key that Ye Fan was casually playing with, he had long ago determined that she was a real sugar daddy.
In contrast, Wang Meiyan and her greasy "husband" seem more like a nouveau riche and his mistress.
"Uh!" The salesperson's affirmative answer hit Wang Meiyan like a hammer blow, leaving her completely stunned. Her expression was a mix of shock, doubt, and then the shame, anger, and jealousy of being exposed.