She really wished Lin Peng would be hit by a car and die when he went out. "Qiulan... Qiulan, I’m sorry for what I’ve done to you. Please forgive me..." Lin Peng held her and started to ramble incoherently. Pan Yu took a deep breath, softened her voice, and said: "Alright, I forgive you." Through gritted teeth: "Really." "That’s great, Qiulan." Lin Peng carried her to the bed and started kissing her. When he became gentle, she almost couldn’t resist, but thinking about how he now mistook her for another woman, she felt disgusted deep inside, yet had to pretend to go along, otherwise, he would start hitting her. She would rather be mistaken for Song Qiulan than be beaten. Lin Sili, Song Qiulan, just you wait, I will make sure you meet a miserable end. That night was exhausting, only ceasing near dawn. Looking at the man who passed out like a dead pig, Pan Yu pushed him away, letting him fall to the ground, and endured the pain to go to the bathroom for a shower. After showering and coming out, she looked at the man sleeping on the floor deeply, gritted her teeth, and thought the biggest regret of her life was marrying Lin Peng. Thinking of her plan, she soon curled her lips in satisfaction. Today, the Lin Family was very lively, decorations were put up early in the morning for the young lady’s first birthday banquet. Miss Lin was preparing to hold a grand event, inviting elites from across the city. Although Lin Sili had a bad reputation, and the child was an illegitimate daughter, not even knowing who the father was, the Lin’s had developed rapidly over the past few years, more prosperous than when Lin Peng was in charge. Moreover, it’s said that the Ji Family supported them behind the scenes, so even for the Ji Family’s sake, one had to attend this first birthday banquet. From the afternoon, guests began arriving one after another, and the Lin Family started to bustle. Many elites came tonight, besides business partners of Lin Shopping Mall, many were from prominent merchant families closely connected to the Ji Family. Although the socialite women despised Lin Sili for getting pregnant out of wedlock, seeing it as a disgrace to women, they only discussed it privately. Since such a grand event was held, how could they not come and see the excitement? In fact, most came with the intention of watching the spectacle. Read complete version only at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net In today’s Jiangzhou, the Ji Family reigned supreme among the wealthy, followed by the Zhao, Lin, Yam, and He families. Though a level lower than the Ji Family, they still ranked among the notable wealthy families in Jiangzhou. Men, obviously, viewed matters more broadly than women. They didn’t look at her being pregnant out of wedlock or see any moral failings. They focused on the woman’s capabilities and status; she was the chairman of Lin’s and the authority of the Lin Family. Who wouldn’t show her respect for this? Lady Zhao and Miss Zhao, Lady Yam and Miss Yam, as well as Lady He and Young Master He, along with some renowned elites and merchants, all came. Tonight, the Lin Family was indeed a sparkling gala, everyone chatting and exchanging pleasantries. The grand hall of the Lin Family was resplendent, with elegant outfits skimming past, and wine attendants shuttling back and forth, presenting a scene of earthly prosperity. Pan Yu held onto Lin Peng’s arm, with Lin Qianqian following behind. The three appeared in their finest attire, attracting the attention of the whole crowd. Although there were rumors of the couple’s broken relationship and allegations of Lin Peng’s domestic violence, they still played the role of a loving couple in front of outsiders. Even though Lin Qianqian was dressed elaborately, her appearance was not outstanding, rather somewhat awkward, not to mention she kept striking poses to flaunt her beauty, which was quite glaring to others. Yet, she felt very confident about herself. "This Lin second lady really pales in comparison to her sister." "What’s the use of being pretty, if she’s just a flirt? Even organizing such a grand event for an illegitimate daughter, the upbringing of the Lin Family, haha...." Hearing the gossip of some young ladies, Lin Qianqian’s face turned pale, then green, gripping her fists tightly. After tonight, there would only be the one and only Miss Lin, Lin Qianqian. At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted around her. Lin Qianqian followed the gaze and saw a young girl stepping towards her under the shimmering silver light. In a moon-white strapless gown with a trailing hem, her figure was tall and graceful, holding both the purity and innocence of a maiden while exuding a hint of the charm of a mature woman. The dark patterns on her dress flowed like the spill of moonlight, sparkling in brilliant fragments, drawing everyone into that dreamlike world with her every step, like a scene from a gentle, beautiful dream. As she gradually approached and her face was revealed under the light, her features were exquisite and gorgeous, especially those eyes, like the lost stars scattered across the sky, leaving people dazed and enamored. The girl’s lips curled slightly, her demeanor gentle and elegant, like the spring breeze amid flourishing mountain flowers in April, blowing towards people with a fragrance intoxicating enough to captivate.