After being hit by Zhong Tingyue's "verbal lashing," this Beijing socialite couldn't hold it together any longer. She glared fiercely at Li Yuan and Zhong Tingyue, then left in a huff.
Li Yuan chuckled quietly, he initially thought she would pull out some so-called "background" and make a few big boasts.
Like, my husband is "so-and-so," my dad is "so-and-so," stuff like that.
After all, this is Beijing, the political, economic, and cultural center, where the nobility and elites are a dime a dozen.
Unexpectedly, she didn't play by the rules at all, uttering a gibe and then scurrying away after Little Moon's counterattack.
"Little Moon, not bad, you made her so mad she was red in the face and neck," Li Yuan teased.
Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips and laughed, "Hmph, she called us country bumpkins. Look at her outfit; she's barely thirty yet dresses like she's in her forties. It's awful..."
