After being kicked out of the wealthy family along with her yandere childhood friend

Bai Tao yawned, her eyelids feeling heavy. She casually scrolled down and came across a video recommended to her by Bai Jiazhenzhen.

The scene depicts a private club with an outer courtyard filled with bamboo, a small bridge, and flowing water. Fine moss grows in the cracks of the bluestone slabs, bamboo shadows are reflected on the water, and lanterns hang from the eaves, swaying gently in the wind.

White Peach recognized the place.

That boss has business dealings with the Bai family and spends more than 3 billion yuan at the Bai family's place every year. She had been there a few times with Lin Meng before and still remembered the bamboo forest and the arched bridge.

However, Bai Zhenzhen only filmed the outside, not the inside.

The camera panned through the bamboo for a while before turning to her.

Bai Zhenzhen stands in the center of a stone bridge, with a patchwork of flowing water and bamboo shadows behind her. The camera slowly zooms in, finally settling on a close-up of her slightly turned head, revealing the lines of her neck.

The copy reads:

[This is the first time I've accompanied my mom to such a formal occasion. I put this dress on before the brand ambassador even wore it. I guess since female celebrities are so thin, they'll have to alter my size.]

Bai Tao looked at the text and blinked.

Within just two hours of its release, the video had already garnered over 700,000 likes, and the number of comments continues to climb.

She opened the comments section and slowly scrolled down.

This is truly a young lady from a wealthy family.

[I have mistakenly entered the Heavenly Palace.]

[I'm so envious... The young lady and my older sister are wearing the same dress.]

Are you still looking for slaves?

Bai Tao was amused as she watched.

She didn't use short videos much before because her life was very busy; she was always attending banquets or accompanying Lin Meng to various clubs for afternoon tea.

Back then, she didn't need to see other people's lives on her phone; she had no idea that people online could talk so interestingly.

Bai Tao fell asleep while watching it.

The phone was still lit up, the screen's light reflecting off her face.

Pei Jin was busy until 23:50 PM before he stopped. He shut down his computer, stretched his neck, and planned to call Bai Tao to go to sleep.

When I stood up and walked around the coffee table, I realized she had already fallen asleep.

She lay on her side on the sofa, still holding her phone in her hand, the screen now dark.

Pei Jin quietly tidied up the desk, closed the computer, and put it aside.

He bent down, reaching out to take the phone from her hand. His fingertips had barely touched the edge of the phone when Bai Tao groggily opened her eyes.

Seeing Pei Jin's hand beside her face, she turned around, her voice hoarse and indistinct, as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"What time is it? I'm asleep."

Pei Jin gently placed her locked phone back on the table.

He quickly turned off the light, his voice very low.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

Bai Zhenzhen waited for two days before Bai Tao finally accepted her WeChat request through her alternate account.

The moment the verification message popped up, she clicked on it and opened Bai Tao's Moments.

The settings are only visible for three days, so you can't see anything. Even your Moments background is just a regular landscape picture.

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What style of photo would you like your baby to have drawn? You can check out the reference prices here~

A price list was sent along with the message. Bai Zhenzhen clicked on the picture and glanced at it casually. It was boring; she wasn't really here to paint.

She turned off her phone screen, tossed it next to her pillow, and then reopened her account. The video's views had increased again, and the likes were approaching six million.

Many people who previously looked down on her and mocked her sent her private messages asking if this was her.

She saw those messages and readily admitted it.

When people begged her not to hold a grudge, she would smile and forgive them all, her tone as generous as if she were giving alms.

They're not even in the same social class as her anymore, so what's the point of talking about hatred?

Bai Zhenzhen was admiring the video one second, but the next second, she found that the software had directly downloaded it.

She refreshed the page, and the video disappeared from her homepage.

She checked the backend notifications again and found no violation notices or traffic restriction notices.

She tried reposting, but five minutes later, the video still only had single-digit views.

How could this happen?

The top of a private mountain villa —

Lin Meng and several wives, dressed in matching, handcrafted member uniforms, sat in the garden on the hilltop enjoying an exquisite morning tea.

The roses circled around the flower stand again and again; all kinds of flowers were there, some in season and some out of season.

Helicopters landed one after another, delivering Canadian prawns and Alaskan king crabs as soon as they were processed. Drones also arrived one after another, bringing freshly picked fruits and vegetables from the foot of the mountain.

Mrs. Shu sat in the main seat, letting out a long sigh of relief in a good mood, and smiled slightly, waiting for something.

Someone immediately chimed in, their tone carrying a touch of polite banter.

"Kids these days are so up-to-date; we're all falling behind."

"Yeah, I've seen short videos are really popular lately."

"Yeah, that's because we didn't know how to do this when we were young."

Lin Meng lowered her eyes, her face showing little change.

From Mrs. Zhou's very first words, she knew these people were up to no good.

It wasn't until Mrs. Sun, who was standing next to her, spoke up, her tone seemingly both concerned for her and tentative, that the conversation truly began to unfold.

"Hey, everyone says we're from the imperial family, but I think that's a huge exaggeration. I'm actually a little apprehensive, hahaha."

Lin Meng smiled and continued in a gentle voice.

"The child is just being immature. I've already contacted PR."

Mrs. Shu, who was sitting in the main seat, took a sip of tea and put the teacup back without making a sound.

She wore a Mellon blue sapphire worth 1.8 million yuan on her hand, which sparkled in the light.

"I already had someone delete this video for you yesterday."

"The Bai family isn't some small, insignificant family. I took a look at that video, and the angle and manner of the filming are absolutely unacceptable."

She paused, picked up the teacup, and blew on it.

"It doesn't matter what your Bai family does, but what if she leaks something about us, and the higher-ups find out and get upset?"

Lin Meng's smile froze for a moment, then she looked up at the butler waiting for her under the eaves.

The butler nodded and quietly withdrew.

She resumed her usual gentle and graceful smile, as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, I really did not do well."

"It's okay."

Mrs. Shu took another sip of tea, her tone becoming more relaxed.

"After all, they were just brought back, so we need to teach them manners gradually."

The butler, who had just left, returned quickly.

Six 16mm cream-colored Australian white pearls from the South Seas, housed in a box made of golden nanmu wood, were respectfully placed in front of the other six ladies.

When the box was opened, the air on the table seemed to freeze for a moment. The luster of the pearls flowed in the sunlight, without any unnecessary embellishment.

At their level, what clothes or luxury items they wear are no longer important; what matters are these collectibles.

Mrs. Sun's eyes lit up, and she covered her mouth with her hand in delight, her voice filled with undisguised admiration.

"Hey, Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

Even Mrs. Shu, who was sitting in the main seat, picked it up, examined it carefully for a while, and nodded.

"This is even better than what you get at auctions on the market; it's a rare find."

Lin Meng smiled.

"It's nothing special; what matters is that it enhances the beauty of you ladies."

A few polite laughs rang out as they gently peeled off the thin layer of paper, each with their own agenda.

Lin Meng lightly stomped her feet twice on the ground, picked up her tea, and took a sip.

In the instant she lowered her eyes, the shadow of her eyelashes fell on the tea noodles, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.