Yun Jian heard a little from around the corner and could already guess the cause and effect of the whole incident. Yang Weiting was purely seeking fault with Qin Yirou and Dong Ruan.
As Yun Jian spoke, she walked over to them leisurely. Having just come back from Hang City, she thought to rush over and accompany Qin Yirou to pick out her wedding gown; only to encounter something like this.
Yun Jian knew that Qin Yirou had a soft character but one must not be too weak or one would be bullied by others. As true as it was, Qin Yirou was meek in nature. She would never boast to others either. Even when Yun Jian was New Cruise’s director, she would never brag about it to others because she was simply not someone like that.
Therefore, Yang Weiting was relentless in her attempts to bully her.
Although Yun Jian did not like how timid Qin Yirou was, she was unable to do anything about it. What she could do was to protect the woman well and keep others from bullying her.
Yun Jian had just spoken when the group gave a violent twitch. Snapping out of their surprise, the girl had already stood before them.
“Trash? Who are you calling trash!” Yang Weiting screeched immediately in her fashionable outfit and garish bright red nail polish.
She could no longer hold it in after what Yun Jian said.
“You’re that bastard child from Qin Yirou and the man she dropped out of high school to marry, huh? Hah! Who are you calling trash now!” Yang Weiting had no filter ever since she was young. Now that she heard Yun Jian calling them trash, curses broke loose from her lips and rolled off her tongue easily.
Those around were all Qin Yirou’s high school classmates. Yun Jian’s reference of trash had basically included every one of them—as they had all looked at Qin Yirou in despise when Yang Meiting verbally humiliated Qin Yirou just now. Yun Jian saw it with her own eyes.
Back then, Qin Yirou had dropped out of high school for marriage, marrying herself to a farming village man. Everyone there unanimously assumed that Qin Yirou was an impoverished housewife from a farming village who would never make it to anywhere presentable her whole life.
Hence, no one cared about her during the high school reunion. Some people had even mocked her in taunts disguised as jokes. If Dong Ruan were not there to retort them, Qin Yirou would not even know what to answer.
“Whoever who’s answering me,” Yun Jian replied faintly with an icy glare at Yang Weiting.
She did not regard the woman any further than that and went over to hold Qin Yirou’s hand, telling her and Dong Ruan, “Mom, Aunty Dong, let’s go.”
She led them into the bridal shop they were in front of.
“You...” Stumped by Yun Jian’s words, Yang Weiting saw that the girl was leading Qin Yirou and Dong Ruan away. Angered, her eyes caught the large business sign of the bridal shop before them.
“This is Geli Bridal Boutique, the biggest bridal shop in Longmen City. The cheapest wedding gown in there starts from tens of thousands, can you guys afford it!” Yang Weiting could not help shouting when she saw that Yun Jian and the women were entering the bridal shop.
She did not forget boasting at the same time, “When I married my husband back then, we bought my wedding dress here. 30 thousand yuan for one wedding gown. I said that it’s too expensive but he insisted on buying it for me. Heh, can’t do anything about him, really!”
Yang Weiting was engrossed in her little brag and story.
“Mo Sen, buy every store in United Luenmei Shopping Center.” A melodic rich voice of a guy sounded while Yang Weiting basked in her self-delight.
Yun Jian turned around right when she heard the familiar voice and saw Si Yi already spreading his long legs to come to her.
With his eyes on Yun Jian, his tone was extremely domineering when he mocked Yang Weiting and others, “If my mother-in-law can’t afford the wedding dress, all of you can forget about buying anything here.”
