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Ignoring the auction still in progress, Mrs. Li rose angrily and walked over to Song Shiwei. "Miss Song, I haven't offended you, have I?"

Song Shiwei had been so engrossed in eating melon that when someone suddenly appeared before her, she instinctively shook her head. "No. What's wrong?"

Mrs. Li took a deep breath and clenched her fists, struggling to suppress the urge to hit someone. "My husband is a wonderful man. I don't want anyone ruining my marriage, and I will always trust him. No matter what happens, I will trust my husband unconditionally."

Hearing Mrs. Li's words, the wealthy guests seemed to come to their senses. Although they really had eaten melon by following Song Shiwei's inner voice,

this particular melon was a little too outrageous. Mrs. Li and her husband had only been married for a dozen years or so. How could her husband have known her younger brother for over twenty years?

This was utter nonsense. Song Shiwei was really a bit too...

They instantly felt like idiots for having treated Song Shiwei as some kind of immortal just because they wanted to eat melon.

It had only been one chance occurrence, yet they had actually believed there would be an endless supply of melons. They couldn't have been more wrong.

Their gazes toward Song Shiwei inevitably took on a measure of contempt. This was simply nonsense.

If the people involved heard this and sued her for defamation, Song Shiwei might go straight from marrying into a wealthy family to entering a prison gate.

After Mrs. Li's tirade, Song Shiwei was rather bewildered, but she was timid by nature and could only grumble silently to herself. [Love brain. Respect, blessings, and stay locked together forever! If Mrs. Li paid even a little attention, she should know her husband's business trips are almost as regular as clocking in for work. He's actually off keeping mistress number three, four, and five company, living it up on her money.]

[And this "younger brother" of hers is a little too intimate with his brother-in-law. What decent person sits on his brother-in-law's lap? They even hold hands.]

Having vented, Mrs. Li had just been about to return to her seat feeling refreshed when she heard Song Shiwei's inner voice again. She froze for a moment.

Her younger brother and her husband did sometimes behave very intimately. She had indeed caught them sitting on each other's lap and holding hands a few times.

At the time, she had even teased them about how close they were, asking whose side her brother would take if she and her husband argued in the future. Her brother had answered without hesitation that he would side with his brother-in-law.

She had sulked for several days over that, only calming down after her husband apologized and coaxed her at length. Yet he and her brother had only grown closer, sometimes even hugging and cuddling right in front of her.

She had never thought anything of it before, even considering it a sign of a happy, harmonious family. But now she seemed to be wavering a little. What decent people had so little sense of boundaries?

Still, she refused to believe that her husband, a paragon of marital devotion, would cheat on her, or that her own brother would get involved with him.

So she took a deep breath, intending to convince herself to treat today's incident as though it had never happened.

What had happened today was just Song Shiwei spouting nonsense.

She told herself this silently, but today seemed to be inauspicious for everything, as though every little thing wanted to work against her.

"Mrs. Li, please don't be angry. My sister just made an unintentional mistake. She's certainly not the sort to seduce someone else's man. Rest assured, I'll teach her proper manners when we get home." Song Yurou seized the opportunity at just the right moment, immediately stepping forward to take Mrs. Li's arm and comfort her.

She had a very important red-carpet event coming up, and Mrs. Li's company dealt in some of the country's finest high-end gowns. She had to find a way to establish a connection with Mrs. Li this time.

She had been wondering how to make that connection, even considering going through President Li, but she hadn't expected someone to hand her a pillow just as she was getting sleepy.

That idiot Song Shiwei had actually offended Mrs. Li. The system item she had redeemed must have taken effect.

After hearing what Song Yurou said, Song Shiwei was completely stunned and went berserk in her mind. [What the hell? Is there any justice left? Song Yurou, you lunatic, do you even hear what you're saying? Just because someone doesn't lose their temper, do you take them for an idiot?]

Mrs. Jiang had been sitting nearby, and hearing Song Yurou speak without distinguishing right from wrong had already displeased her greatly. It wasn't Song Yurou's place to lecture someone from their Jiang Family. Did she think Mrs. Jiang was dead?

After hearing Song Shiwei go berserk inside while looking utterly meek on the outside, she found this silly daughter-in-law rather adorable.

"Miss Song, did you establish what actually happened before speaking?" Mrs. Jiang asked with a soft smile, watching Song Yurou coolly.

Song Yurou's heart lurched, but she maintained a polite smile. "Mrs. Jiang, I don't know what I've done to offend you for you to target me like this. As for my sister, I'm merely fulfilling my responsibility as her younger sister."

"Miss Song, I think you've misunderstood. I was only..." Mrs. Li was someone who distinguished clearly between grievances and favors. She didn't want to dump a basin of filth on a young woman's head, but she didn't want to expose the matter either.

How would she continue to move in upper-class circles afterward?

"Mrs. Li, you don't need to cover for my sister. Everyone makes mistakes. My sister must have seduced President Li. I'll be sure to teach her a proper lesson." Yet Song Yurou seemed eager to prove something, relentlessly splashing dirty water on Song Shiwei.

"It's not what you're saying," Mrs. Li said coldly.

"Mrs. Li, I know you're only saying that to spare my sister's dignity, but..." Seeing that Mrs. Li was about to leave, Song Yurou grew desperately anxious.

Song Shiwei went berserk in her mind again and again. [I'm feeling a little murderous right now. Song Yurou, I'm going to rip your mouth apart.]

[Song Yurou, you lunatic, Mrs. Li clearly wants to let this blow over. If you keep talking, there's no hiding what President Li and her brother did in the restroom. President Li and Mrs. Li's brother even took drugs and got so high they passed out.]

The wealthy melon-eaters: !!! Was it really that wild? Was this melon guaranteed genuine or not?

Song Shiwei's words sent a chill through Mrs. Li's entire body. No longer caring about her image, she snapped, "I said that's not what happened! Do you not understand human speech?"