Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

"You unfilial daughter, stop embarrassing yourself here and get out of here!" Song Henian scolded.

"Mr. Song, you unfilial daughter? Who are you to me? Besides, I came here to eat. What right do you have to tell me to leave?" Gu Zhihua's heart was numb in the face of her biological parents.

"If I had known I would have given birth to you, I would have strangled you to death, so you wouldn't have come out and made a fool of yourself." Jiang Yao was furious.

Song Mianmian gave her a provocative look, "See? Your biological parents don't love you; they wish they could strangle you."

"I'm sorry, Madam Song, but I'm lucky to be alive. You didn't raise me, so we're even." A cold glint flashed in Gu Zhihua's eyes, but she showed no sadness.

"Ah Che, you're here." Song Mianmian called out quickly when she saw Fu Yanche.

Fu Yanche tried to escape, but Song Mianmian saw him. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over. "What are you talking about? Why aren't you going upstairs?"

"Look at Zhihua, she came over wearing a fake Moonlight Dance dress. Her parents were unhappy and said a few words to her, and she started arguing with them here," Song Mianmian said, distorting the facts.

"It's Miss Gu and the others. Should we go up and help them out?" Leng Yan and Mo Yeting saw this scene from not far away.

"No need. I want to see how she handles it. Also, have an appraiser come over to determine if it's genuine or fake," Mo Yeting said.

"Okay, I'll make the call and arrange it right away." Leng Yan dialed the number.

Mo Yeting's eyes were unfathomable. He was watching from the side, and if she couldn't handle it, he would step in. But he still hoped that she would see the truth and become stronger.

Gu Zhihua stepped forward, walked up to Song Mianmian, raised her hand, and slapped her hard across her exquisitely made-up face.

"Ah~"

The incident happened so suddenly that no one had time to react. They only came to their senses when they heard Song Mianmian's shout.

Jiang Yao realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward to try to push Gu Zhihua away, but Gu Zhihua grabbed Jiang Yao's wrist and pushed her back forcefully.

Jiang Yao staggered several steps, "You...you actually dared to lay a hand on me?"

"Who do you think you are? Why wouldn't I dare to lay a hand on you?" Gu Zhihua's eyes were so cold they seemed to want to kill.

Jiang Yao was instantly stunned and dared not go forward again. She pulled Song Mianmian back, asking, "Baby, how are you? Does it hurt?"

"Mom~ it hurts so much! Today is my birthday, and I was slapped for no reason," Song Mianmian said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Gu Zhihua, don't go too far, leave now." Fu Yanche just wanted her to disappear quickly, he was afraid that the matter of the dress would be brought up again.

"I like being here, what's it to you?" Gu Zhihua gave a cold smile, exuding an aura of dominance.

Fu Yanche was actually attracted to her appearance. She was very beautiful today, like a poppy that captivated and enchanted people.

"Ah Che, don't blame your sister. Consider it something I owe her." Song Mianmian started acting again.

"You green tea b*tch, wearing counterfeit goods and still parading around here." Mo Yiqing felt it was her turn to step in.

Fu Yanche really brought up the dress again, just like he feared. "This dress cost A-Che 100 million to buy for me. If it's fake, then all the staff at the auction will be arrested," Song Mianmian said confidently.

Fu Yanche was really at his wit's end. He was afraid that things would escalate and she would lose face if she found out it was fake.

He pulled Song Mianmian aside and whispered, "I'm sorry, Mianmian, the dress you're wearing is fake."

"What...what did you say?" Song Mianmian looked at him incredulously.

"Shh, keep your voice down. That dress was bought by someone from the mysterious family. I didn't mean to refuse to buy it for you. If I keep bidding, they'll keep bidding too. You need to find a way to get Gu Zhihua to leave quickly, or we'll lose face," Fu Yanche explained.

Damn it, she was furious! She never expected Fu Yanche to buy her a fake dress. Her hands clenched tightly, her fingers turning white, as she suppressed her displeasure.

She knew that Fu Yanche's father still held the reins of the Fu Group, so she had no choice but to endure it. It would be a loss if she turned against him now.

But who exactly is the heir of this mysterious family? If she could find out, she would dump Fu Yanche without hesitation.

"Okay, I'll think of something," she said reluctantly in a low voice.

She walked over and said, "Everyone, stop arguing with them. Tonight is my birthday, and I invited my classmates here to have fun. Are you all hungry? Let's go upstairs."

"Wait." A man's voice came.

Everyone looked over and saw two people walking towards them.

"Who are you?" Song Mianmian looked at them in confusion.

Leng Yan? Who is the man beside him? Gu Zhihua was surprised.

"Who I am is none of your business, but what you're wearing is counterfeit," he said coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" A hint of guilt flashed in Song Mianmian's eyes.

"The man next to me is an auctioneer and an appraiser. He knows whether the auction items that come out of his hands are real or fake," Leng Yan said.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanche felt an overwhelming urge to flee this place of trouble.

"What happened?"

"Could Song Mianmian's dress really be fake?"

"I don't know. Then Gu Zhihua's story can't be true either, she's so poor."

"Wow, things have really taken a turn for the better. I never thought Young Master Fu would buy counterfeit goods."

The people were whispering among themselves.

"Why should we believe you?" Song Mianmian said.

"That's right, my future son-in-law is the president of the Fu Group. How could he possibly buy counterfeit goods for my daughter?" Jiang Yao, unaware of the situation, said disdainfully.

The staff member produced their work ID and their appraiser's qualification certificate, saying, "You can check whether these documents are genuine."

Song Henian thought it didn't seem fake. He looked at Fu Yanche, who was too guilty to look at him. He guessed what was going on.

"So what if mine is fake? Isn't hers fake too?" Song Mianmian turned her attention to Gu Zhihua.

"This lady's dress is genuine," the staff member said directly.

"Are you an actress she hired?" Song Mianmian didn't believe it. She really didn't believe it. Why should Gu Zhihua be the real one?

"You can check the trending topics now to see if the president of the Fu Group took the photos for this dress. This dress is one of a kind in the world," Leng Yan said.

Everyone took out their phones, opened the trending topics, and were utterly dumbfounded.

It's written very clearly above:

The "Moonlight Dance" item at the auction was bought by a mysterious family and given to Miss Gu*hua as a birthday gift.

"Wow, what a bombshell! What's the relationship between Gu Zhihua and the mysterious family?"

"So Gu Zhihua's dress was real after all. What a plot twist!"

"Shut up, Gu Zhihua is just that old man from the mysterious family's mistress..." Song Mianmian was about to say something to slander Gu Zhihua when Song Henian quickly covered her mouth.

"Mianmian, you can't say things like that. We can't afford to offend the mysterious family." Song Henian understood these implications. Even if Gu Zhihua was being kept by the old man of the mysterious family, he couldn't say it out loud.