Chapter 137: What a Waste of Talent
These women kept calling her Mrs. Liu all the time. It was fine if they didn’t know that she just got divorce, but they did know about it. Why did they still call her Mrs. Liu? How annoying.
Moreover...
"What’s wrong with being a woman? So what if I have children? What’s wrong with getting a divorce?" Wang Qin curled her lips. "It’s just thirty million. I can still afford it. Moreover, I believe in Miss Shen. Even if it’s a loss, I’m willing to do it."
The noble ladies’ feelings were even more complicated. What right did these two women have to lead such a carefree life? Shen Hanxing was backed by the Ji family. She had a capable husband like Ji Yan who knew how to make money. But Wang Qin was an old woman who had been abandoned by her husband. How could she be so confident and throw away all her money? What right did she have to lead such a glamorous life?
Another noble lady mumbled, "That’s no need to reason with these two. Aren’t the poor and the nouveau riche supposed to join the group to keep each other warm?" It seemed that only by emphasizing their own identities, could these noblewomen feel more comfortable.
That’s right, a lowlife from the slums and a nouveau riche was not from the same world as these noblewomen from the upper-class society. With this thought, the anger in the noblewomen’s hearts gradually subsided. The gazes they used to look at Shen Hanxing and the other two also became more and more arrogant.
Shen Hanxing felt a little amused. What era was it now? These so-called noblewomen still used the old rules to restrict themselves, like frogs at the bottom of a well, gloating because of their status. Shen Hanxing couldn’t be bothered to argue with these people, but there was someone who was unwilling to give up and kept his word. "Of course she don’t feel sorry for the money that she didn’t earn. It’s really not easy for Mr. Ji to marry such a wife."
"Right?" Someone chimed in. "I wonder if she’s investing the script or the man who wrote the script..." These words had some hints in it. Everyone looked at Zheng Youcai’s rather gloomy and handsome face.
"Maybe she doesn’t intend to earn money at all. She’s just going for the man..."
"Aiya, I can’t listen to it anymore. Uneducated people have dirty hearts. These two people..."