In the banquet hall, not only were Murong Qin and the other ladies talking about Chen Meng'er behind her back, but even the young ladies were talking about Chen Meng'er with envy and jealousy in their tone.
"Who is this? She's dressed so shabbily and she's here to attend the Qu family's banquet. Isn't she afraid of being thrown out by the Qu family?" A girl who was dressed in a bright red gown asked enviously.
"Yuanyuan, you don't have to be the pot calling the kettle black." A girl with long hair and exquisite makeup glanced disdainfully at Yuanyuan who had spoken just now, she looked in Chen Meng'er's direction and said, "She's dressed shabbily, but compared to the way you are dressed, she's still much better. However, who does she think she is? Cinderella?"
If Chen Meng'er heard this girl's words, Chen Meng'er would definitely roll her eyes at her. What a joke. Chen Meng'er would always be the queen.
