9 You're Just a Dog of the Su Family

In her previous life, Li Beibei only found out about this after a long time. Su Qingdai was very sensitive about her background and always told outsiders that she was the daughter of the Su family.

In her previous life, when Li Beibei found out the truth, her heart ached even more for Su Qingdai. She even took her in after she was chased out of the house. However, she did not expect that the story of the Farmer and the Viper would happen.

Su Qulian pointed at Su Qingdai's nose and berated, "Su Qingdai, this is not a place you can come to. Why don't you take a good look at yourself? You're just a dog of our Su family. Did you steal Father's invitation? I'm going back to tell my mother, you thief."

Su Qingdai lowered her head and cried. "I didn't steal the invitation. Li Beibei—the daughter of the Li family—is my best friend. She invited me along."

In fact, it was not Li Beibei who invited her along. Li Beibei initially did not want to attend this banquet. It was Su Qingdai who said that she wanted to experience it and begged her to let her come along.

Su Qulian was shocked when she heard Li Beibei's name.

The daughters of wealthy families were ranked into different classes; Su Qulian was in the middle class, but Li Beibei was at the top of the pyramid. Coupled with the relationship between the Li and Fu families, she had a very eminent social standing.

Su Qulian stared at Qing Dai suspiciously. Since when did this country bumpkin get close to such an eminent wealthy girl like Li Beibei?

"This Li Beibei is really blind to be friends with a country bumpkin like you. What are you wearing? Su Qingdai, where did you get the money to buy such a beautiful gown?"

Su Qingdai was wearing a white feather slim fit Bardot evening gown. The dress was very short, perfectly revealing her slender and straight pins. White feathers—the softest feathers found on swans—and pearls adorn the front upper-top of the dress. They fluttered slightly in the night breeze, giving a hint of sultry sexiness in its innocence.

Su Qulian was jealous that Su Qingdai was dressed prettier than her.

Su Qingdai hurriedly said, "This is also a gift from Bei Bei. If you like it, I'll give it to you later."

Li Beibei sneered. She did not give it to her. Su Qingdai was the one who said that she did not have an evening gown. Li Beibei was kind enough to let her choose one from her wardrobe, but she chose the haute couture swan evening gown—which had just been flown in from Milan—that Li Beibei had originally planned to wear.

Li Beibei did not fuss about it at that time and graciously let her wear it.

Su Qulian sneered. "Su Qingdai, who are you looking down on? Why would I wear the clothes you've worn?"

Su Qingdai trembled in fear. "No… It's just that I don't dare to snatch anything you like from you."

Hearing this, Su Qulian felt much better.

As the saying goes "you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear"… Just by looking at Su Qingdai's meek demeanor, she would never be able to cause any trouble.

When Li Beibei saw this, she secretly admired Su Qingdai's flexibility.

She was adept at adopting a faux naïf persona as her weapon.

This Su Qulian probably did not know how tragic her ending in her previous life was.

It seemed that she was roofied in a bar and taken away by a group of men. After that, she lost her mind and was admitted to a psychiatric hospital.

Her mother—Su Xiangru—did not fare any better. While blow drying her hair, she was electrocuted and suffered a stroke. In the end, she was sent to a remote nursing home by Su Qingdai and He Qingquan.

Presumably, these were all by Su Qingdai's hand.

Su Qulian had calmed down and was about to leave.

Li Beibei suddenly rushed over and grabbed Su Qulian's arm. "Who do you think you are? How dare you bully my friend? I'll teach you a lesson today."

She twisted Su Qulian's wrist forcefully. With a pop, her shoulder was dislocated.

Su Qulian fell to the ground and cried out in pain.