Chapter 3858 — Rejected
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
Yet the moment Wei Zhao appeared, Murong Zhen came over on her own to introduce herself—even extending her fair hand. Such treatment, as different as heaven from earth, shattered the hearts of Meng Zhou and his lot!
Everyone assumed that since Murong Zhen was being so forward, Wei Zhao would waste no time climbing the pole she held out—would seize her slender hand and savor this sudden stroke of romantic fortune.
But what made every jaw in the hall drop was that Wei Zhao was utterly unmoved!
"Hello. I'm Wei Zhao." Wei Zhao folded his arms and gave a slight nod, showing not the slightest intention of shaking her hand, and answered blandly.
Damn! Was this poseur's brain defective? Wasn't this fellow supposed to be a starving ghost in heat? So how come now that the romantic fortune had delivered itself to his door, he shut it out instead? Had he gotten addicted to putting on airs?
Meng Zhou and the others erupted in an uproar at once. Beyond their astonishment, every face was written with gloating schadenfreude—thank goodness this Wei Zhao fellow was sick in the head. Otherwise, if he had really used the chance to hook up with the great beauty Murong Zhen, their hearts would have shattered!
Murong Zhen clearly had not expected such a reaction from Wei Zhao either. She froze for a moment, gave a faint, embarrassed laugh, and drew back the hand she had extended.
Because women were so scarce, ever since she had come to the Triplex Pavilion she had been the undisputed center of attention wherever she went. Even in the second-generation circles of the Skyward Pavilion, she could attract the notice of any number of young lords without the slightest effort—among them even Xu Lingchong, a young master of considerable pedigree.
Everything had been wonderful—just as Murong Zhen thought it would go on being wonderful forever, a single gathering at Huayang Residence, a few words spoken in a moment of indignation, and the situation had turned sharply against her.
Not only had she lost the attention of the many young lords, she had become the target of universal attack, nearly ostracized by every young master in the Skyward Pavilion. And that was not all—now, with a single sentence, she had been inexplicably banished to the Newcomer Pavilion, and to a godforsaken hole like the Azure Cloud Pavilion at that. How was a person supposed to bear such humiliation!
At the mere thought of it, Murong Zhen ground her teeth in hatred.
Back then at Huayang Residence, had this beauty done anything more than state a simple fact—that pets were not allowed? Did you second- and third-generation lords have to kick a person when she was down, just to curry favor with that little chit Shangguan Lan'er? Did you have to go to such unscrupulous lengths?
Shangguan Lan'er—so she was born with a good grandfather. So what!
Even if her family background could not compare, when it came to bearing, to looks, to strength, in which of these could that callow little chit possibly compare with this beauty?
Shangguan Lan'er, and all you young lords with your eyes gone blind—just you wait. I will have this grievance back a hundredfold, a thousandfold, and when that day comes, not one of you will escape!
Women have always been the creatures one must never cross—and especially a woman as calculating and deep as Murong Zhen. Once provoked, the consequences were beyond imagining!
Yet even after being collectively ostracized by the young lords of the Skyward Pavilion for offending Shangguan Lan'er, Murong Zhen had never once imagined that when she came to this Newcomer Pavilion to face these Azure Cloud Pavilion newcomers—these ants—she would be met with a cold shoulder!
In fact, from Meng Jueming on high down to the lowest newcomer, everyone had shown the greatest fervor toward this beauty of theirs, fawning and flattering in a hundred ways, and she had quickly regained the feeling of being the center of attention.