Feng Jianing walked at a steady pace, maintaining a faint smile the entire time. She could naturally hear the discussions around her. However, she pretended to be very good and let others comment on her. She had to maintain this harmless and pure image of a lady.
In reality, she was scolding the people who were commenting on her crazily in her heart. She wished she could shoot these people with a gun. However, despite being angry, she had to face the reality. After what happened last time, her image had completely collapsed and had fallen drastically, her reputation was about the same as a rotten egg.
Those rich ladies from the Capital who had contacted her in the past had also distanced themselves from her now. Many people had even blacklisted her. It was as realistic as possible.
