Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth!

Chapter 63: Personally Inviting Her

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The sarcasm in Song Fan’s words cut deep, causing Fu Nian’s face to flush with anger. It felt like Song Fan was pointing directly at him, labeling him as foolish.

“You’re just as annoying as you were when we were kids, which is precisely why I wanted to break off the engagement with you,” Fu Nian retorted heatedly.

Song Kai, unable to resist chiming in, remarked, “I recall it was Song Fan who initially proposed ending the engagement with you. Are you sure you remember correctly?”

This comment left Fu Nian completely silenced. He could contemplate ending the engagement as many times as he wanted privately, but as long as it wasn’t disclosed to others, it didn’t count. However, Song Fan had indeed personally visited the Fu Family with the token to dissolve the engagement.

After seeing him not uttering a word, Song Kai felt victorious and he smiled triumphantly at Song Fan and suggested, “Little sister, let’s go in now.”

Song Yin couldn’t bear it any longer after witnessing Fu Nian’s discomfort. She grabbed Mrs. Fu, and proposed, “You’ve already verified my invitation. Let Mrs.

Fu check in now?”

Mrs. Fu retrieved the invitation letter from her bag and presented it to the butler. After a glance, the butler affirmed, “Welcome Mrs. Fu and Young Master

Fu Nian hurriedly followed his mother into the mansion, while Song Yin turned her attention to Song Fan, urging her, “Sister, come inside quickly.”

Her eyes gleamed with the satisfaction of a successful plot. She hoped to witness Song Fan’s humiliation within these walls. She intentionally raised her voice, ensuring that everyone inside could hear her.

The guests inside were engaged in lively discussions. Tingting, who had come with her family, furrowed her brow and asked, “What is Song Yin up to now?”

Song Fan paid no attention to Song Yin’s antics and proceeded to enter the mansion. The butler, upon seeing the Buddhist beads on her wrist, immediately bowed and greeted her, “Greetings, Miss.”

The guard at the door also bowed and called out loudly, “Greetings, Miss.”

This turn of events caught Song Yin completely off guard, leaving her perplexed. She couldn’t fathom how Song Fan had managed to enter when it was apparent she didn’t have an invitation.

The butler graciously extended his welcome and explained, “This young lady is an esteemed guest personally invited by our young master. She doesn’t require an invitation to enter.”

The butler’s announcement spread through the gathering, piquing curiosity as everyone learned that a young lady had been invited by Gu Chen. They directed their gazes toward the door.

Much to Song Yin’s disbelief, Song Fan proceeded to enter the mansion. Her entrance surprised onlookers; they hadn’t anticipated the presence of such a stunning girl in A City. Even Song Ting, among the crowd, couldn’t hide his astonishment. With her makeover, Song Fan bore an uncanny resemblance to her mother.

The outfit Song Fan wore could be tricky; it had the potential to appear out of place if not matched with the right demeanor. However, Song Fan carried herself with an air of confidence. As Song Kai followed her inside, he couldn’t help but feel like a doting little brother.

One young lady among the attendees remarked, “This gown must have been crafted by a master. It’s certainly not an ordinary luxury brand.”

In the eyes of these affluent people, clothing held a hierarchy, with luxury brands considered commonplace and easily attainable. However, having attire tailored by a master was a symbol of elevated status.

It was only at that moment that Song Yin noticed the distinctive quality of Song Fan’s gown. It seemed to be tailored to fit her perfectly, which suggested custom measurements.

Song Fan’s sudden extravagance raised questions for Song Yin. She couldn’t fathom where her sister had procured the funds for such an outfit. The money Song Ting had sent to the countryside had been intercepted, and her teaching salary wouldn’t account for such a lavish purchase.

The butler extended his courtesy by escorting Song Fan to the second floor, a privilege usually reserved for Gu Family members. This action underscored her distinguished status, leaving everyone in awe of this young lady’s nobility.

A lady in a white ensemble, unfamiliar with Song Fan, inquired, “Is this the Gu Family’s young lady?”

“No, this is Song Fan, the eldest daughter of the Song Family. She has been living in the countryside,” her companion clarified.

“The countryside? She doesn’t look like someone who grew up in the countryside. I’d believe it if you said she was a princess,” the woman in white remarked.

As the evening wore on, newcomers faded into the background, overshadowed by Song Fan’s opulent presence. Song Yin, standing in a corner, gazed up at her sister with an envious glare. Her heart burned with jealousy over Song Fan’s new-found glory. Why had such fortune fallen upon her?

At that moment, Mrs. Fu complimented, “Song Fan looks even more beautiful like this.”

This comment triggered a sudden sense of crisis in Song Yin. She clung to Mrs. Fu’s arm, playfully complaining, “Aunt Fu seems to only praise Sister for her looks. What about me?”

Mrs. Fu indulged in her coquettishness, giving her a reassuring pat on the back of her hand. “Of course, our Yinyin is beautiful as well.”

Though Song Yin outwardly wore a smile to curry favor with Mrs. Fu, inwardly she was in a state of panic. She couldn’t allow things to continue this way and needed to ensure that Song Fan remained disliked by everyone.

Unconcerned with Song Yin’s thoughts, Song Fan contemplated how to return the Buddhist beads to Gu Chen. In her mind, the methods employed by her sister held no power to harm her.