Chapter 123 Wang Changling’s Mom

Chapter 123: Wang Changling's Mother

As she spoke, the entire hall fell silent for a moment. Lu Jingtang's eyes curved into a smile, and she added, "Ms. Zhou’s suit is very cool, and the butterflies on Ms. Qi’s dress are quite unique. But ultimately, it’s us who are beautiful, not the clothes."

When we were young and watched TV dramas, seeing the romantic entanglements between the female lead, the second female lead, and the male lead, we always subjectively assumed that the second female lead must be malicious. The female lead, to truly be the female lead, had to surpass the second female lead in every way—she had to be the prettiest, the bravest, the most talented, excelling in everything to be worthy of her role.

Meanwhile, the male lead only needed to sport a deadpan expression and be wealthy. Even if he disrespected the female lead, was philandering, and slept around, he would still be adored by countless fans. In such stories, every girl seemed to become a tool to showcase the male lead’s charm.

In the past, it seemed as though everyone was trapped behind a one-way glass door labeled "female rivalry." Those who truly wanted to see this situation stood outside the glass door, coldly watching women tear each other apart to achieve their desired outcomes.

Why must appearance anxiety only apply to women? The saying "women adorn themselves for those who appreciate them" is nothing but emotional manipulation.

Capitalists hope that all girls suffer from appearance anxiety so that their plastic surgery clinics can thrive, and their cosmetics and clothing can sell. After bleeding you dry, they turn around and accuse you of not following the rules—failing to enter marriage on time, have children, do household chores, or lacking maternal instincts.

Girls, you must remember: if you have a sound personality, you are already a winner. Because some men have fragmented personalities and extreme inferiority complexes, and they can only temporarily mask their insecurity by bullying their wives and children at home.

Men with fragmented personalities seem to suffer from "ugly confidence syndrome." The uglier they are, the more confident they become, and the more they enjoy staring at women, trying to provoke conflicts between them to satisfy their malicious intentions.

To such people, all we can say is: Wang Changling’s mother (go fuck your mother)! Stop slapping labels on women!

Ms. Zhou, with her dashing short hair, smiled graciously and raised her champagne glass toward Lu Jingtang. "Thank you, I think so too."

She had come directly after a company meeting and hadn’t had time to change clothes. Moreover, she didn’t see anything inappropriate about it. Even though people often told her she wasn’t feminine enough, who said women couldn’t have short hair or wear suits?

The few people who had been chattering most enthusiastically earlier didn’t dare to speak anymore. Their faces burned with shame, and they guiltily glanced at each other before averting their gaze.

Ji Yunyin’s face flushed red. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

As she brushed past Lu Jingtang, their eyes met silently. In Lu Jingtang's eyes, she saw her own face, still beaming with the smug satisfaction of having overshadowed Lu Jingtang.

In that instant, many images flashed through her mind. Her body stiffened, her eyes wide with a terrifying intensity as she stared fixedly at Lu Jingtang's retreating back.

She ran out of the banquet hall like a madwoman, stumbling and falling to her knees halfway, her palms scraped raw and bleeding. She laughed hysterically, a sharp, piercing sound. She understood now, understood why Lu Jingtang's behavior had been so inconsistent.

Because they weren't the same person at all. The previous Lu Jingtang, who had committed all those evil deeds, was merely a wisp of her own malice materialized. She had deluded herself into thinking Lu Jingtang had wronged her, when in fact, those were the very things she had done to Lu Jingtang—merely the lingering consequences of her own accumulated evil.

Now that the real Lu Jingtang had returned, she knew she was surely doomed.