Chapter 1 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“Quan Jin!”

“You’re such an evil woman. You really just want Nuannuan dead, huh?!”

A cold, icy male voice pierced through the hall of the five-star hotel, sending shivers down the spine of the attendees of the engagement party.

The man glared at the lady with scorn.

She was not even five foot three and looked slightly chubby from the bloat in her face, her skin sallow and yellowish.

A doctor could have probably told that Quan Jin’s health wasn’t the best, seemingly having been on medication that would disrupt her neurology and development for a long time.

“You knew she had a weak heart, and yet you told her about our engagement today?”

Mo Qingtian stared coldly at the girl in front of him as she remained silent.

“Did you really think that if anything were to happen to Nuannuan, you, as a godchild of the An’s, would replace her and become part of the family? I suggest you have a good look at yourself in the mirror! You are short, ugly, lowly, and there’s just nothing good about you. If your heart hadn’t matched Nuannuan’s, did you think I would have ever agreed to your engagement? And I’ll have you know that this face of yours disgusts me to the core!”

Mo Qingtian puffed as he watched Quan Jin try to hold back her displeasure.

The berated girl happened to be the host of the party.

Quan Jin was the only daughter of the Quan’s, the wealthiest family in Jiang.

A genius in both business and medicine, she was one of the prized scholars of Hua and was regarded as the single greatest hope of entering governmental agencies and securing the country’s position in the world.

However, only seven years before, Quan Jin had suddenly rejected the invitation of the country, and stopped appearing at public events and elite gatherings; her name had been kept secret ever since. While back then she had been known in Jiang as the Princess of the Quan family, she had now become a social-climber in the eyes of these people.

The voice continued playing in her ear. “For everything you have done to Nuannuan, I will get back at you a hundred times worse. Aren’t you trying to become an elite as well? I will ruin your reputation and you shall be imprisoned for the rest of your life! This loathsome engagement is cancelled! You. are. not. fit—”

The emcee who had accompanied Mo Qingtian to the event rushed up onto the stage in shock as soon as their eyes met.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize,” he announced, turning on the mic and looking at Quan Jin, who was bewildered, “I hereby announce that the Mo’s has single-handedly called off the engagement. With regard to Miss Quan Jin and her alleged murder of Miss An Yunnuan, President Mo has already demanded that the police conduct further investigation.”

President Mo had even contacted the police…

Quan Jin was barely eighteen years old. Her future would be ruined!

The attendees stared at her as if she had suddenly grown a third eye, gloating.

A few members sneered.

“Luckily President Mo saw through her pretense.”

“Poor Miss An. She had so kind-heartedly helped a peasant, and not only was she ungrateful, she even tried to steal Miss An’s identity and forced President Mo into this marriage only because she was the only one able to save her!”

“I guess birds of a feather should flock together. A lowlife like her could only dream of entering the Mo family.”

The insults reached Quan Jin’s ear.

Damned peasants…