On the day of the repentant marriage, she had an affair with the heir of a wealthy family

"Okay, that's a good idea."

When Song Yuwan heard this, she nodded hurriedly. The growing environment was slightly different, and Lin Yiran did lack some of the temperament of Mrs. Huo's young lady.

She thought for a while, and said, "There is a study class in the ladies' club, why don't you go and see it, I will go there occasionally, and I can learn a lot from it."

For a novice like Lin Yiran, it is indeed a good place. At least some simple etiquette knowledge can be learned there in a short time.

"Yes!"

Lin was still a little nervous, the banquet had left a shadow in his heart.

The next day, Lin was still led by Song Yuwan to this so-called celebrity study class. What he saw was a whole mirror on the wall. Girls wearing famous brands and full of jewels stood in front of the mirror, and the teacher led them to do Various grace exercises.

The two people who walked in one after the other immediately attracted everyone's attention. The teacher who was teaching body training saw Song Yuwan and nodded with a smile.

Then a middle-aged woman with elegant temperament came over. Although she looked over a hundred years old, she still had a charming charm, and she was even a little enchanting when she walked: "Mrs. Huo, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm much younger."

The two seemed to be familiar with each other, Song Yuwan smiled and went forward to hold her arm, jokingly said: "Your mouth is really like honey at any time."

The lady smiled slightly and said: "You haven't come for a long time, let's have a good talk today."

Song Yuwan looked back at Lin Yiran, as if asking for her opinion, Lin Yiran smiled and nodded to her.

After receiving her signal, the two entered the VIP lounge arm in arm.

The other people in the clubhouse looked at Lin Yiran in surprise when he first entered, and then practiced their own without even giving her another look.

Bored, Lin still wandered around in the clubhouse by himself. It had to be said that it looked like an ordinary place from the outside, but there was something strange inside.

She was thinking about Guo Nuan being bored at home recently, and she would bring her over to have a look someday, when a pair of white dance shoes appeared in her sight.

Lin still withdrew his thoughts and looked online along the pair of shoes. In front of him was a girl with ponytails, but she looked a little sullen.

"You are the young lady of the Huo family?"

The girl's tone was somewhat unkind, and her eyes were fierce and looked her up and down with disdain.

The obviously hostile eyes made Lin still a little unhappy, she frowned slightly, and said, "It's me, I wonder if you are?"

Since the last time when she publicly admitted her identity, Lin still encountered countless people who asked her about her identity like this, but it was the first time Lin still met someone who looked at her blatantly with colored glasses like the one in front of her.

"I'm Zeng Jiajia, and I also like Huo Jinlin."

The girl met her eyes without fear, with a strong aura, and Lin Yiran was taken aback by her arrogant tone.

She couldn't help chuckling: "Miss Zeng, Huo Jinlin doesn't like you, and I guess he won't like a girl like you who secretly sows discord, so don't waste your time."

Lin still saw her as a very quiet girl, but she didn't expect to be such a deep-minded person. She was actually the one who was photographed eating with Yi Qingyun last time. Such vicious thoughts are really a waste of this beautiful picture. Skin.

Zeng Jiajia was not frightened by her words, and curled her lips in disdain: "Miss Lin, my father taught me since I was a child that I have to fight for what I like. He has cooperated with Huo for many years. I met Huo Jinlin There are still many opportunities, and the future will be long!"

After saying this, Zeng Jiajia turned around and left. Lin still looked at her back and clenched his fingers subconsciously.

The people in the hall of the clubhouse heard their quarrel and looked back, but then turned back as if nothing had happened.

As if everything had never happened, Lin was still a little depressed, and walked into another room alone, and the window was full of collections, and there were countless kinds of cultural games.

There was a blue and white porcelain bottle in the middle of the room, which looked very classical. Lin still knew very little about these things, so he couldn't help being a little curious.

Just as she was fascinated by watching, someone suddenly slapped behind her, and a grimace suddenly appeared in the mirror in front of her. Lin still looked too engrossed, and was taken aback by surprise.

With a subconscious wave of his hand, the bottle in front of him fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

Lin Yiran froze, she suddenly turned her head, and the person standing behind her was Zeng Jiajia.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Zeng Jiajia's eyes obviously flashed a smug look, and said loudly on purpose: "Okay, you actually broke this antique, let me see how you explain it now!"

Her voice successfully attracted all the people outside. Everyone was shocked when they saw the debris on the ground, and Lin Yiran became the target of public criticism again.

Now Lin was still completely angry: "Zeng Jiajia, did you do it on purpose?"

"Tch," Zeng Jiajia said sarcastically with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Mrs. Huo, it's obvious that you have short-sightedness and accidentally smashed such an important cultural relic. It's ridiculous that you still don't know the importance!"

When she finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar, casting strange glances at Lin Yiran. For a while, Lin Yiran felt ashamed and wished he could find a hole to drill down.

But she has experienced this kind of thing twice, and now she definitely won't just let others slaughter her obediently.

"Zeng Jiajia," Lin still approached her step by step, and said coldly, "This incident is not my fault, you are the one who frightened me, otherwise it was there perfectly, how could it be broken?"

Turning the topic around, everyone shifted their attention to Zeng Jiajia. She coldly swept everyone around, feeling a little annoyed.

"Lin Yiran, don't spout blood here. You obviously didn't know this thing yourself, so you picked it up to look at it. Now that you accidentally smashed it, you actually want to put the blame on me."

This woman is rustic, and Zeng Jiajia really couldn't figure out what kind of vision Huo Jinlin had. She wanted to marry an uneducated country bumpkin from the countryside, even though she was the daughter of a real estate tycoon.

Lin Yiran naturally didn't know what she was thinking, but when she heard her say such words, he couldn't help but get angry, and retorted: "Zeng Jiajia, you were swearing at each other in the corridor just now, I think you are too young to be with you. I didn't expect you to get worse, since you said that I picked up the vase and smashed it, and there are cameras everywhere, then let's turn off the surveillance, and see the truth in front of everyone."