Madam Is A Sensational Figure In The City

"Since you asked for it, Second Young Mistress Huo, I don't mind donating this 200,000 yuan. At the same time, I can accumulate good karma for my daughter, Yuxi, too."

To put it bluntly, they were trying to get her to owe Leng Yuxi a favor.

'What a joke. Am I the type who will owe others a favor?'

"Get Liu Chen write an IOU for Mrs. Bai so that they can pay it back when they have enough money. I don't want the favors my relatives owe to end up being charged to my account, I won't acknowledge it."

Leng Jing couldn't help but look at Yan Jinyi. She had to admit that Yan Jinyi was really intelligent and there was no way Leng Yuxi could defeat her.

Yuxi was too impulsive and dependent on her family.

Hearing those words, Yang Guifang said with displeasure, "Jinyi, look at what you're saying. We are a family, why do you have to make such a clear divide?"

"There's a clear line between us too, Grandma, don't you remember?" Yan Jinyi said with a smirk.

Yang Guifang was stunned and she suddenly remembered that when she was hospitalized previously, Yan Jinyi didn't give them a single cent despite the ruckus that Yang Guifang's daughter-in-law had kicked up.

She had heard that her granddaughter had changed a lot compared to before and now she felt that it seemed to be true.

However...

She looked at Leng Jing carefully while feeling rather nervous. She didn't want to get involved with the Bai family again. Even if Liu Chen were to really write an IOU, his parents would definitely think of ways to withdraw it.

"It's just 200,000 yuan. Take it as a gift, you don't have to return it." Leng Jing smiled at Yang Guifang gently and said, "Wait a moment, I'll have someone go get it."

Yang Guifang hesitated and said, "That doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?"

"It's alright, Second Young Mistress Huo is friends with us and Mrs. Bai doesn't lack the money either. It'd be great if we can help a young man fulfill his dream."

"Yes, yes, the tea party was exquisitely prepared by Mrs. Fu. Why don't you sit down to eat something? These macarons go well with coffee. Have a try."

Yang Guifang was instantly tempted because she had never seen such exquisite tea pastries before.

However, she was really annoyed to see that Yan Jinyi was sitting at the same table as Leng Jing and the others. Ruining Yan Jinyi's reputation was the only way she could make those wealthy women cut off contact with her.

Thinking about this, Yang Guifang cowered and cautiously looked at Yan Jinyi. She asked in a timid tone of voice, "Jinyi, can I... can I sit down? I won't eat anything, I just can't stand for long now that I'm old. My legs tend to start hurting after standing for a while."

The wives of wealthy men at the table instantly sensed that something was gossipy and turned to look at Yan Jinyi.

'It seems that Second Young Mistress Huo is not a good person. She's very likely to have abused her grandmother. Otherwise, why would her grandmother seem so sad?'

Yang Guifang obviously forgot that Yan Jinyi was an actress who was very dedicated to her work.

Yan Jinyi picked up a beautiful napkin on the table and said, "Grandma, I thought you weren't willing to forgive me. My parents' death really has nothing to do with me. On the day of the accident, I was attending the first audition of my life, and the director asked me to turn off my cell phone. If I had known that I would miss seeing my parents for the last time, I wouldn't have gone to the audition!

God knows what the original owner's parents were doing on that day. Her memory was blurry and she was just creating rumors.

Yan Jinyi said miserably, "Well, I had to support my family. Grandma, Mom and Dad decided to leave their hometown and break off relations with you because you didn't like him. I-I grew up being envious of others for having grandmothers. Lots of my classmates said that my grandmother has long been buried underground and that even her urn had decomposed."