When I'm quiet, I'll be sad and painful, but when I'm smiling, I'll hide them behind my happiness.

- Zhang Xiaoling

At night, chirping laughter mixed with fragmentary words disturbed several butterflies frolicking. Cars with black paint as they stepped across the black, shiny asphalt road, shining in the soft light.

Zhang Xiaoling, as the eldest lady of the largest shareholder of the Zhang consortium, which ranks fourth on the wealth list, naturally has a luxurious degree of luxury in her home, which opens the eyes of Pandora, the daughter of the president of the Pan Consortium who ranks the same as her on the wealth list.

The street lamps emit a soft glow, not bright and not too dim, but just the right amount to create a light atmosphere. The outer "city wall" is covered with vines that bloom with colorful glass flowers, and on both sides of the path are planted a variety of carefully cultivated bonsai.

On a white swing in the dim grass lies a sleeping Persian cat. Inside, a statue of a golden angel holds an arrow that spews out small splashes of water that fall into a pool below where pale yellow water lilies lie and koi fish are located. It can be seen that the owner of the house has a degree of care and elegant taste.

"Everyone is welcome to the party." Zhang Xiaoling is still the kind of signature smile. Zhang Xiaoling's skirt is also carefully customized, the goose-yellow gauze skirt is decorated with small white beads, the white pearlescent earrings reflect the sparkling light in the light, she wears goose-yellow jewelry, and even the bracelet is goose-yellow.

In fact, Zhang Xiaoling's appearance is not bad, but it is full of too much bejeweled cheesiness in the world, so she shines in front of Pandora, who does not eat fireworks in the world, but she can't get too much head-turning. It's just that today, she shines unusually in the party spotlight.

She led everyone to the house, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Zhang Xiaoling put aside her inseparable dog meat friend and walked very close to Hevela.

Pandora vaguely saw the ill-intentioned provocation that flashed in her eyes, and waves swelled in her heart. A small butterfly flew by, and Pandora breathed a long sigh of relief and straightened the colorful butterfly headdress that she was putting on in a panic before setting off (a shell that fell off when a butterfly metamorphosed into a glamorous butterfly, see Chapter 7 "The Friendship of Butterflies"), Vivi promised me that she would not leave me, never.

Zhang Xiaoling was not dissatisfied with Pandora's calm attitude, she was still smiling, and she also took Pandora's hand affectionately, one by one, and walked to Huatang.

"Sister! Why are you partying again! If you have a party, you won't let me, who is a sister, help you! Zhang Ivan ran down the high spiral staircase with a pink princess gown, her carefully curled hair tied into pigtails dangling at the back of her head, and her pink limited-edition earrings jumping up and down as she moved—with the same hypocritical smile as her sister.

It's just that if Zhang Xiaoling's smile is like a rotten flower, with a cheesy one, and the sweetness exuded is almost suffocating, then Zhang Ivan's smile is like a sweet bread stained with swamp muddy water, exuding a disgusting atmosphere.

"You don't know that I have a party, my dear sister, you don't have to participate in my party, and the province threw off the luxurious mille-feuille cake I made like last time, and threw my gift in the trash." Zhang Xiaoling hated this "sister" to the core, and she wanted to fight back in front of Hevira, after all, that "link" was to win her confidence!

"Sister, how can you say that about your sister!" Zhang Yifan's face turned red, and he was exposed in front of so many pairs of eyes, even if those people knew that they were fighting openly and secretly with their sister, but they didn't give her face like this, Zhang Ivan never expected it, so naturally, her disgust for her sister rose sharply!

She still maintained a false elegance, slowly walked to the cake table with the hem of her skirt, picked up a large piece of cake with a fork regardless of the image, and bit down on the cake fiercely, no longer bothering others. I'm not going to throw the cake, I'm going to eat it all, I won't give it to you!"

The rest of the melon-eating crowd didn't speak as if they were accustomed to it, and after the tense atmosphere resumed the excitement of the party, they went their own "work", but their ears stood straight up like rabbits.

Dog meat friends are dog meat friends, they are not friends, so everyone is interested in their affairs, and they are just interested, but no one wants to be a cannon fodder, after all, they are the eldest lady of the largest shareholder of the Zhang consortium, which ranks fourth on the rich list, and there is no one else in the background.

Zhang Xiaoling was also happy to be idle, and no longer cared about her sister, but stood in the center of the "stage" like a leader: "I announce, the party begins!" Let's have fun, everyone! ”

Gorgeous waltzes rang out in a dazzling array of instruments among the most knowledgeable musicians, and in the midst of the raucous crowd, Zhang Xiaoling gently took Pandora and Hevela's hands and motioned for them to go to the back garden with her.

There was a small clear spring in the secluded back garden, and the cool autumn breeze spread the coldness of the lake to the three of them, and Pandora shivered slightly.

At this time of autumn, there is no movement at all, only the fireflies are still struggling to decorate the night, the insects are quietly singing autumn in the grass, the fragrance of rice comes faintly from afar, and the noisy crowd in the distance is in stark contrast to the precious tranquility here.

Pandora felt that Zhang Xiaoling was so helpless at this time, just like herself at the beginning, trapped in the world's embarrassment.

"You must be curious why I did this to my sister just now......" Zhang Xiaoling lowered her head, exposing all her vulnerabilities to the realization of the two.

Before the two of them could say anything, she continued to say to herself: "She's not my own sister but someone I really hate!" I'm not related by blood, just an outsider! ”

Pandora's figure paused, and Hevela also let out a low exclamation slightly, not expecting that Zhang Xiaoling, who had a bright appearance, also had a sad story behind her.

"She's the daughter of that junior! My titular sister! Zhang Xiaoling's voice was hoarse, and the white earrings erased the unwilling sound on her skin, like a beast on the verge of madness.

"It's her who ruined everything for me!" The "beast" is roaring low, expressing its unwillingness to live.