Qin Cuifen wore an expensive custom-made gown, with diamond hair accessories. The whole look was dazzling, a stark contrast to her previous image. If she just sat there quietly without speaking, she really did seem like the real deal. Unfortunately, the moment she spoke, the illusion shattered.
The main issue was her demeanor, which was far too different from that of a true socialite aristocrat.
Though women looked down on her, the men liked her.
Her figure was alluring, and the way she looked at men could steal their souls.
"Thank you, thank you!" She kept exchanging pleasantries with everyone, unable to hide the smile on her face. These days were like a dream for her, the kind she never dared to hope for—in the Feng Family, she lived like a princess.
Mr. Feng and the butler treated her exceedingly well. Even the sons and daughters of the Feng Family dared not show her an unpleasant face. Except for that damn Feng Zhenzhen, it would be even better if she could just disappear.
