"It's the new village project." Wen Qingyin sighed. "Forget it. They're just a group of good-for-nothing who only know how to spend money. Let them say whatever they want."

"Okay."

Yi Jing nodded and still refused to let her go. "Have you tried the underwear I gave you? I mean the one with lace. Let me tell you, it looks nice and comfortable to wear."

Wen Qingyin was confused. "Do you need an investor?"

Yi Jing was shocked and hurriedly waved her hand. "No, no. I was just joking. Do you know that I have a store? This is a VIP gift. Speaking of which, do you know the date of my wedding? Have you never seen my boyfriend? I'm telling you, he's super handsome..."

Wen Qingyin understood that she might have done it on purpose to stop her, so she asked, "What happened outside?"

Being exposed, Yi Jing simply confessed. "Cui Jie is here, and he brought his cousin with him."

Cui Jie was Unlucky Cui, her fiance.

Afraid that Wen Qingyin couldn't understand, she deliberately emphasized the word "cousin" and said, "She is the kind of cousin who looks pure like a college student. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I'm not a fool."

Wen Qingyin didn't take it seriously at all. She said to Yi Jing, "I'll go back and try it on. If it's really as good as you said, I'll invest in your store."

Yi Jing was both surprised and happy. She thought that Wen Qingyin would not be interested in this underwear project, so she didn't ask Wen Qingyin for help. However, she was already very happy to hear what Wen Qingyin said.

Therefore, her first reaction was to refuse. "That won't be necessary. I can't do it well. Even my father doesn't support me..."

"That's why he's just a useless director," Wen Qingyin said, "don't listen to his nonsense."

Yi Jing was very touched by Wen Qingyin's approval. After hesitating for a moment, she handed her phone to Wen Qingyin.

"I accidentally recorded this video a few days ago."

The video was filmed in the administrative corridor of a five-star hotel. In the video, Cui Jie swaggered with his arms around two slender girls' waists and legs, and his face was full of arrogance and obscenity.

Yi Jing looked at Wen Qingyin and emphasized, "I'm not trying to sow discord, but Cui Jie is really not a good person. Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with such a person?"

Wen Qingyin sighed. "What an idiot."

"Why didn't he choose to cheat in our hotel? It was supposed to be a good opportunity to promote the hotel. What a waste."

At the entrance of the banquet hall.

The current situation gave Shu Jiyuan, the assistant, a headache.

Cui Jie misunderstood Wen Qingyin's indulgence and thought that she believed his nonsense, so he became more and more presumptuous. Today, he even brought a random girl to Mr. Yi's birthday party.

If Mr. Yi knew about this, Wen Qingyin would be ridiculed.

Wen Qingyin never cared about these things, but Shu Jiyuan didn't want her to be gossiped about. Shu Jiyuan asked Yi Jing to go to the washroom to hold Wen Qingyin back while she thought of a way to send Cui Jie and his date away.

At the very least, she couldn't have Cui Jie and his alleged cousin go in together.

Assistant Shu tried her best to finally fool Cui Jie. Seeing that he was about to leave, the alleged cousin pulled Cui Jie by the sleeve and spoke angrily.

"What? Sister, why don't you let us in? Jie, who is she? Didn't you get the invitation? Why can't we go in?"

After saying that, she blinked her big eyes and said innocently, "Sister, do you think that my date is not qualified to go in?"

Shu Jiyuan wondered, "Is she just that stupid? Poor girl." Shu Jiyuan sighed.

As expected, it was unknown whether Cui Jie had figured it out himself or simply trusted his cousin. In short, he immediately took her side, pointing at Shu Jiyuan and scolding her.

"You're just a servant. How dare you order me around!"

His voice was so loud that the guests looked over.

When the alleged cousin saw the audience, she immediately showed her kindness and comforted him softly, "Jie, don't be angry with a servant. Just ask her to apologize and this matter will be over."

The Cui family was just a well-to-do family. Because Cui Jie's father and Wen Yuming used to be classmates and had a good relationship, they decided to have Cui Jie marry Wen Qingyin.

Cui Jie was there to help Wen Yuming become a part of the upper class.

He didn't know luxury goods, equestrian skills, golf, and had no famous school background. Even the idle playboys were not willing to hang out with him, let alone the real capable people.

No one told Cui Jie the rules of the upper class. Cui Jie learned about wealthy families and the upper class from idol dramas and novels. He made a fool of himself from time to time, and everyone laughed at him.

Now, he ordered Shu Jiyuan, "Kneel and kowtow three times, and this matter will be over."

He looked very serious. Someone couldn't help laughing.

The others also laughed out loud.

No matter how stupid Cui Jie was, he could still hear others laughing at him. He was at a loss and felt helpless for a moment. But soon, he got furious.

He pointed at Shu Jiyuan and scolded her. "Who do you think you are? You don't deserve to laugh in front of me."

He knew that they looked down on him, but they had to flatter him. It was because he was the fiance of Wen Qingyin and would be her husband in the future.

In the upper class, the Wen family meant power.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. This pleasure soon turned into arrogance, and he actually lifted his leg to kick Shu Jiyuan.

Shu Jiyuan knew that this man was brainless, but she didn't know that he had no bottom line.

It happened so suddenly that she had no time to use the move she had learned from Wen Qingyin.

Fortunately, Wen Qingyin arrived.

In the exclamation of the crowd, Cui Jie felt his thigh go numb, and then he felt dizzy and was kicked out by Wen Qingyin.

When he came back to his senses, he met Wen Qingyin's cold eyes.

"She is the general assistant of the Wen's Group, and her position is equivalent to the general manager. Her annual income is eight figures, which is ten times your company's income."

Wen Qingyin introduced, "Besides, she is my only friend. She is very important to me."

"It's so important that if she doesn't like you, I won't marry you."

She looked down at Cui Jie and said, "Understand?"

Don’t know whether it was just to show off or that he really became friends with Cui Jie, some rich second generation stood up to speak for him:

"Little Ms. Wen, he's your man after all. Please show Mr. Wen some respect."

He didn't dare to provoke Wen Qingyin, so he stuffed the champagne into Shu Jiyuan's hand and said, "We're all friends. Do me a favor and let's put an end to our grudges with a smile."

After saying that, he drank up the wine in his glass, not giving Shu Jiyuan a chance to refuse.

But on such an occasion, Shu Jiyuan no longer represented herself.

She was doing Wen Qingyin a favor.

She didn't want to make a big deal out of it for the sake of Wen Qingyin. But now that things have become serious, the waste can only be taught a long lesson.

Wen Qingyin had always been protective of her friends and could not tolerate others bullying them. She swept the glass in the hand of Shu Jiyuan to the ground, and there was a crisp sound. It was obvious that she didn't want to cooperate.

The rich second generation was not just fooling around to help Cui Jie. He really had some prestige in the circle. Now that he had been humiliated by Wen Qingyin in public, his face darkened.

He wanted to take action, but Cui Jie was still lying on the ground unable to get up after learning from his mistakes. The attendant beside him immediately gave him a way out.

"Forget it. She even dared to beat Mr. Li. Besides, you're a man. Why are you angry with a woman? Can't you give in?"

Although they were in the same generation, Wen Qingyin was a person who dealt with their parents in the workplace. They really couldn't afford to offend her.

Someone immediately tried to smooth things over. "What nonsense are you talking about? Wen's Group is such a big company that it takes a lot of effort for a man to manage it, not to mention that Little Ms. Wen is a little girl. It's natural for her to have a little temper."

He was really kind and even planned to gain Wen Qingyin's favor. But he didn't realize that he had placed Wen Qingyin in a position lower than a man's.

Subconsciously, he thought that women were inferior to men.

This was the greatest hostility.

Of course, Wen Qingyin refused to bear it. She said, "We're about the same age, but you need to please me. Do you know why."

"Because you think the 'Wen's Group' is difficult to manage, I only treat you as trash, not like all men."

There were not many people in their circle who were as straightforward as Wen Qingyin.

The man didn't understand what he had done wrong. He only felt that Wen Qingyin was in her period and emotionally unstable.

His friend tried to smooth things over.

"Mr. Wen is right, girls are very considerate and we stinky men can't compare ."

"Why don't they say that girls are caring little cotton-padded jackets, haha."

"It's better to give birth to a girl. You can collect the bride price and save money, don't you think so."

They didn't know why Wen Qingyin fell out with them. They just thought that she was the legendary "feminist" and flattered her with nice words.

Wen Qingyin didn't want to argue with them. Just as she was about to ask Shu Jiyuan to leave, rich second generation scolded again,

"... Is it necessary? She's just an old woman. Why do you have to flatter her."

"No one wants a child at the age of twenty-seven or twenty-eight. If she can't give birth to a child, her life will be wasted."

"Cui Jie is a man, so what's wrong with playing with a pretty girl? Isn't you just jealous of their young age? It's not like you haven't socialized with men before, and he hasn't said you were immoral yet."

"A woman who is so greedy that she refuses to suffer even the slightest loss-"

Shu Jiyuan sighed. This rich second generation had probably never been scolded or cried by anyone.

Wen Qingyin turned around and said to her with a smile,

"Let me teach you a way to deal with that old woman."

"In the future, if you want to point fingers at a woman again, change the word 'woman' to 'mother'."

"If you say that a woman is incapable, then it means that your mother is incapable."

"If you say that a woman can't do it, you mean that your mother can't do it."

"You said that women are sensitive, irritable, and unruly, which means that your mother is sensitive and irritable."

"The biggest problem with a 'woman' is letting you crawl out between her legs."

"Do you understand."

"How dare you scold my mother? Are you ill-bred?" The rich second generation was annoyed. "I thought you were capable, but it turns out that you're just surly..."

Wen Qingyin smiled more kindly. "What did I say? Tell me, and I'll scold you."

The rich second generation wanted to retort, but he didn't know how to scold her. He was so angry that the more he looked at Wen Qingyin, the more disgusted he felt.

He was used to being rude. He picked up the red wine bottle on the table and wanted to hit Wen Qingyin.

Fortunately, a middle-aged man squeezed in and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"

As soon as the rich second generation saw the man, she felt wronged. "Dad, this woman scolded me."

"Shut up. No one thinks you're mute." The father of the rich second generation smiled apologetically at Wen Qingyin. "He's just a kid. Mr. Wen, you're an adult. Please forgive him."

The rich second generation was dissatisfied. "Dad, Dad why do you bow to her."

His father gritted his teeth and said, "Because the Wen's Group is our biggest buyer. If Wen Qingyin wants to, I can call her Dad."

The rich second generation immediately sobered up. He broke out in a cold sweat and knew that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to offend.