Chapter 195 Miss Fang, Do You Have Children?

Chapter 195: Does Miss Fang Have a Child?

After Fang Qin nodded her thanks to Leah, she crouched to retrieve the items that had fallen when she was bumped.

Leah noticed Fang Qin’s shoes were wine-stained and the top of her foot was wet, so she suggested Fang Qin go to the restroom to clean up.

Before Fang Qin could reply, a woman hurried over from behind her.

Seeing Fang Qin conversing with Leah, the woman immediately put on a smile and affectionately linked arms with Fang Qin. "I brought a spare pair of high heels. Xiao Qin, if you don’t mind, you can change into them for now."

Fang Qin politely agreed, but before leaving, she mustered the courage to approach Leah.

"Ms. Leah, I truly admire you. You are my idol. Could I, could I get your contact information?"

"I swear I won’t disturb you!"

She spoke humbly, her eyes shining, her voice gentle, and she gazed at Leah with shy, hopeful eyes.

Since Fang Qin had been bumped into at her own event and chose to endure it without making a scene, Leah wasn’t about to refuse her. She took out her phone, scanned Fang Qin’s QR code, and added her.

Fang Qin seemed thrilled. As she walked away, she excitedly told her companion that getting bumped had allowed her to get her idol’s contact information—it was totally worth it.

Her tone was light and innocent, and although she said it with her back turned, everyone nearby heard it.

Leah chuckled and said regretfully, "I forgot to ask her name. I don’t think I’ve seen her before."

Since Fang Qin had been bumped into at her party, Leah felt she ought to offer some compensation.

Hua Zhao was stunned by Fang Qin’s performance.

Was this a reincarnated green tea bitch [a scheming, innocent-acting woman]?

"Is that Fang Qin?"

Before Hua Zhao could process what Wang Shilan had said, the latter added another comment: "She’s quite impressive."

"Huh?"

Wang Shilan pulled her aside. "Leah loves socializing and hosts parties every week, inviting all the socialites and wealthy ladies of North City..."

Hua Zhao: "So?"

Wang Shilan glanced at Fang Qin’s retreating figure. "She’s already made Leah remember her. Understand?"

If nothing unexpected happened, Fang Qin would likely start appearing frequently at Leah’s parties from now on.

Hua Zhao thought, so what if Leah remembered her?

Wang Shilan sighed and tapped Hua Zhao’s forehead lightly. "Can’t you be a bit more alert? She’s trying to climb the social ladder through Leah."

The upper-class circle was far more complicated than she had imagined, and the interactions among socialites and wealthy ladies were not as simple as they seemed.

At its core, socializing was about exchanging resources and using each other.

Returning to their seats, Hua Zhao took a sip of wine. When she looked up, she noticed that Fang Qin, not far away, had already changed her shoes.

Leah had gone over and asked a waiter to give Fang Qin a business card. The two seemed to be chatting happily.

For the rest of the party, Fang Qin stayed by Leah’s side.

Perhaps Leah was worried she might get bumped into again.

Hua Zhao curled her lip. "Now I’m starting to suspect she deliberately got bumped into right there." She pointed at the screen in front of them.

Wang Shilan crossed her legs and said calmly, "Hmm, not too dumb after all."

Hua Zhao was shocked.

"Honestly, I’ve only seen this kind of tactic in cheesy short videos..."

Hua Zhao felt a bit frustrated and accidentally emptied her glass.

"Drink less." Wang Shilan grew concerned when she saw Hua Zhao down her drink in one go.

Hua Zhao waved her hand. "I have a high tolerance. It’s fine."

By the time she was on her third glass, Leah brought Fang Qin over.

Whatever Fang Qin had said made Leah laugh uncontrollably.

Hua Zhao curled her lip again and took another sip of wine.

"Let me introduce you. This is Fang Qin, she’s a painter."

Hua Zhao and Wang Shilan, who were sitting and drinking, didn’t stand up. They held their temples, looking somewhat drunk.

Leah exclaimed, "Oh dear," and bent down to touch their cheeks. "How did you two get so drunk the moment I left?"

Hua Zhao grinned. "Sis Leah, the wine here is really good."

Leah quickly asked someone to bring them some sobering drinks and sat next to Hua Zhao, forbidding her from drinking any more.

Fang Qin stood to the side, covering her mouth as she coughed softly. "Sis Leah, I shouldn’t disturb you all any further."

Only then did Leah remember Fang Qin was still standing there.

Hua Zhao looked up and met her gaze.

The moment their eyes met, Fang Qin froze completely.

The woman in front of her was the model who had appeared in the advertisement with Pei Xu.

After seeing the ad that day, she had looked it up and found out that the model was Pei Xu’s aunt, named Hua Zhao.

Shock flashed across her face in an instant, and the fake smile on her lips stiffened.

The calm facade she had maintained since being bumped into shattered completely, and panic surfaced in her eyes before she could hide it.

Hua Zhao sneered inwardly. Scared, aren’t you, you wicked woman.

She stood up, unsteady on her feet, and swayed as she walked over.

Leah immediately went to support her. "Sit down, sit down. There’s no need to get up, oh dear."

Hua Zhao sniffled. "Sis Leah, you brought a friend over. How can I just sit here? That’s too rude."

Leah pressed her shoulders to keep her from moving. "It’s fine, it’s fine. Sit down quickly."

The waiter brought over a drink to help with sobriety, and Leah put in a straw, held it to her lips.

On the other side, Wang Shilan would never fake being drunk like that and silently picked up her glass, taking a small sip.

"Fang Qin, I feel like you look kind of familiar," Wang Shilan said, her gaze fixed on the woman standing in the middle.

That seemed to set off the drunk next to her, as Hua Zhao shot up, staring daggers at Fang Qin.

"Funny, I know someone also named Fang Qin."

Fang Qin lightly pressed her lips together. "Is that so? What a coincidence."

Hua Zhao took two steps forward, now just a meter away from Fang Qin. "Ms. Fang, do you have children?"

The woman in front of her had had a bit to drink, but more than the faint scent of alcohol, what Fang Qin felt most strongly was the other’s undeniable disgust toward her.

Unconcealed disgust.

This was a scenario Fang Qin hadn’t anticipated.

From the moment she entered the banquet, she had been watching Leah’s every move, then deliberately pretended to be bumped into near the screen, which got Leah’s attention.

Just when she felt she had become friends with Leah, Hua Zhao appeared.

Fang Qin started to panic.

Hua Zhao must know everything she had done. Pei Xu was so close to her now—he must have told Hua Zhao that she had been abandoned by her mother.

She had worked so hard to get close to Leah, and it seemed she was so close to being accepted into the upper social circle.

No, she couldn’t let anyone stand in her way.

"I have a child," she said calmly.

Hua Zhao moved closer and asked, "Ms. Fang, you keep yourself up so well. You don’t look like you’ve had a child at all."

Fang Qin straightened up and smiled in response.

"The Fang Qin I know also has a child, but she abandoned her child, leaving them to be bullied by teachers and classmates, they were all skin and bones, and even developed psychological issues."

Hua Zhao was now right in front of her, glaring at her with hatred. "I wonder if she still remembers her child’s name or what they look like!"

Fang Qin gasped, stumbling backward a step as she smoothed her hair back. "Ms. Hua, you’re drunk…"

Wang Shilan stood up and quickly stepped forward to stand by Hua Zhao’s side.