Shen Lan was on the verge of a complete breakdown.
'How could I lose?'
'How could I possibly lose?'
'After losing like this, how could I ever show my face in the Upper City District again?'
The more Shen Lan thought about it, the more terrified she became, and she couldn't help but shudder violently.
She glanced instinctively toward the audience. Of the Shen Family, only Xie Mei remained.
As if feeling her daughter's gaze, Xie Mei slowly lowered the hands covering her face. She forced herself to stand and walked away, her back slightly hunched.
Losing wasn't the scary part.
What was scary was that Shen Lan couldn't afford to lose.
Xie Mei felt that the last shred of dignity she had desperately maintained had just been ripped away, thrown to the ground, and stomped on.
From now on, she'd never be able to move in the circles of the Upper City District's high society ladies again.
Whenever she showed up, people would be reminded of what happened today.
