I Quit Being This Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 10

The socialite rich wives sat around a table, chatting in small groups about topics Mang Ke couldn’t understand. Perhaps because she was new, quite a few people tentatively approached Mang Ke, but after scrutinizing her clothing and accessories, they unanimously rolled their eyes.

“I say, little sister,” the same woman sitting opposite her said, resting her cheek on her hand and looking at the bag on Mang Ke’s table: “When did you buy that bag?”

Mang Ke was stunned. How would she know? Aunt Liu  had prepared it for her.

Seeing Mang Ke unable to answer, a few women secretly chuckled and ‘kindly’ reminded her: “That bag is so out of style. My husband has already bought me the new bag from this year’s Paris Autumn Fashion Week.” She then pulled out a pink bag for everyone to see.

Everyone laughed and said: “Aiya, I liked that bag too, but unfortunately, I wasn’t as lucky as you to snag it.”

“It’s all because Sister is blessed and married a husband who is a clothing designer.”

“That’s right, that’s right. Look, I can only carry my old bags even now.”

“Mrs. Qiao, you’re joking again. Isn’t this bag a new product that just came out last month? And the supercar you drove when you arrived—wasn’t that harder to get than my bag?”

“Hahaha, we have too many cars at home, and I don’t keep track. I just drove out casually to shop. How would I know anything~”

“I envy those who can drive themselves. My husband never lets me drive. He provides me with a driver every time I go out, saying I should just tell the driver where I want to go, as driving myself is too dangerous.”

“Aiya, your husband is so thoughtful. I didn’t expect him to be so busy with work yet still take care of you.”

…Listening to the conversation, which was full of subtle boastfulness, Mang Ke could only shrink her neck and remain silent.

“Little sister,” the woman opposite Mang Ke said: “The table is only so big. Put your bag on the floor or throw it on the sofa. We’re going to drink tea soon.”

“Oh, oh.” Mang Ke quickly stood up, picked up her bag, and tossed it onto the sofa next to her.

They heard a ‘CLANG’ as it hit a crystalline bag.

“Ah! My bag is very expensive!” A woman wearing a green business suit stood up in exasperation, pointing at Mang Ke: “I told you to put your bag aside, why did you throw it? Are you here to play shot put!”

The woman opposite was also surprised: “Little sister, you have such great strength. You must be good at shot put, right?”

Mang Ke: “I’m sorry, I couldn’t control myself for a moment.”

The woman in the green clothes said with an ugly expression: “That bag cost me over 2 million! It could buy 100 of your bags! How dare you treat it like that!”

“Alright, alright.” A socialite next to her pulled the woman’s clothes: “It’s just a two-million bag. Why get so worked up?”

The woman in green gritted her teeth, finally forcing a strained smile: “You’re right, it’s just a bag. I was just overly excited. It’s no big deal to be hit…”

Yue Yin  turned to Mang Ke and said: “You’ve really caused trouble.”

Mang Ke shrunk her neck. The woman in the green clothes was still glaring at her, even after sitting down, looking as if she wanted to eat her alive. Mang Ke was so scared she didn’t dare lift her head.

Oh my god, a single bag costs over 2 million, and the people next to her act like it’s nothing! Is this the world of the rich wives? No wonder everyone laughed when I mentioned my bag. They were probably mocking me for being poor. But what could she do? This poor girl’s bag was borrowed from Xun Fangyun…

Just as everyone was passionately discussing new seasonal products, the partition door was gently pushed open. When Xun Fangyun  stood at the doorway, all the women in the room fell silent.

If a gathering of rich wives was merely about discussing husbands and children, that would only make them wealthy housewives. But Xun Fangyun was different. She wasn’t some wealthy and idle housewife; she was a genuine female entrepreneur—the foremost young billionaire in this city.

“Xun Fangyun?” The person closest to the door spoke up in surprise: “Aren’t you Xun Fangyun? Are you here to look for…” As she spoke, she fixed her gaze on Yue Yin.

It was understandable. Everyone now thought Xun Fangyun and Yue Yin were a couple. Although the news of Xun Fangyun’s impending marriage had spread like wildfire, which rich person didn’t have a special darling? Marriage didn’t mean you couldn’t have the person you truly loved, at least that’s what everyone thought.

Xun Fangyun scanned the glamorous women in the room, finally fixing her gaze on the female lead, who was shrinking her head and pretending to be invisible not far away. She’s here, as expected. Xun Fangyun knew her eyes hadn’t deceived her. The person who got into Yue Yin’s car earlier was her.

Goodness! She acts so proper at home, but as soon as she goes out, she gets into another woman’s car! And she comes to some tea party with another woman! Isn’t it much better to stay home, drink milk tea, and watch movies! Hmph, this damn stupid woman!

The internal turmoil in Xun Fangyun’s mind lasted for only a second. Then, her red lips parted, and she smiled: “I happened to be passing by and heard you were all here, so I came over to take a look. It’s been a long time since I’ve had tea with friends.”

The word ‘friends’ seemed to particularly stimulate their nerves. Everyone quickly got up to offer Xun Fangyun a seat. As the woman with the most wealth and power, Xun Fangyun naturally took the most comfortable, main seat. Xun Fangyun did not hesitate at all, smoothly flicking her black trench coat and sitting down.

Some perceptive people quickly told Yue Yin: “Yue Yin, hurry up and sit here. President Xun must have come to see you.”

Yue Yin smiled lightly, stood up, and sat next to Xun Fangyun.

Seeing that there was no one blocking her anymore, Mang Ke quickly ducked her head even lower, nearly touching her chest.

“Fangyun, why did you come?” Yue Yin lightly tugged Xun Fangyun’s arm and smiled: “I’m having tea with friends. It’s perfect that you came.”

Xun Fangyun glanced at her, a slight curve on her lips. Stupid woman, seducing my wife!

But she said aloud: “I happened to see you downstairs and followed you up.” She finished speaking and fixed her gaze on Mang Ke, asking in a meaningful tone: “Mang Ke, why are you here?”

Mang Ke timidly looked up. Before she could speak, Yue Yin interjected: “I invited your secretary out to hang out. I have nothing else to do anyway. Did I delay her work?”

“Secretary?” Everyone whispered to each other: “No wonder she never said what she did. It turns out she’s a secretary…”

Xun Fangyun naturally heard the comments. She pursed her lips and said with displeasure: “Who told you Mang Ke is my secretary?”

Yue Yin blinked her eyes: “Isn’t she? I saw you bring her out for work last time.”

“There might be a slight misunderstanding.” Xun Fangyun stood up, walked to Mang Ke’s side, and gently patted the little rabbit’s head with her fair hand: “She is no secretary.”

Mang Ke looked up and glared at her, only to see Xun Fangyun smiling with a hint of mischief.

“She is my wife.”