This was Jian Yan’s first time witnessing the interactions between the Eldest Miss and the Third Miss.

He looked at the Eldest Miss in shock. Weren’t they always saying the Eldest Miss was the epitome of grace and intellect, while the Third Miss was a lunatic?

Now it seemed like the roles were reversed.

He remembered clearly that the Third Miss had a knack for fighting. Did the Eldest Miss not know about this? Was that why she dared so much?

Was this the legendary family secret? Never judge things by their surface, or you’ll end up in a ditch.

Within seconds, Jian Yan felt he had uncovered the truth!

The original host might have exploded over a few words from Yun Wan and started a brawl, but Yun Ran wouldn’t.

She merely glanced at Yun Wan, her voice calm: "I think you really have a death wish."

Yun Wan’s pupils suddenly constricted, as if she just remembered Yun Ran’s previous tactics, and a flush quickly spread across her face.

How could she have forgotten how sinister this burden was?

However, seeing so many people around, she didn’t need to fear Yun Ran, but having been disgraced in such a public setting, Yun Wan could only glare fiercely at Yun Ran to express her displeasure.

Once her makeup was finally done, Yun Wan refused to ride in the same car as Yun Ran, insisting the waiting driver leave immediately.

Jian Yan wasn’t sure why he felt guilty but quickly arranged for another car.

It wasn’t until Yun Ran got into the car and left that he breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously touching his wildly beating heart: This Third Miss was indeed intimidating when silent.

The car quickly arrived at the Zhao Family Mansion, where Yun Ran first noticed it had a private beach with many yachts anchored nearby.

According to the information obtained earlier, the Zhao Family Mansion’s party was far more prestigious than the maritime banquet led by the Zhao family.

Once Zhao Mingzhu officially made her appearance, many would likely head from the Zhao Family’s private beach to continue the festivities on the sea.

Following the attendant into the Zhao Family Mansion, Yun Ran was overwhelmed by the splendor.

The Zhao family’s background was indeed exceptional, having such a manor here implied powerful backing from the aristocratic families.

Suddenly, a familiar figure flashed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Just as Yun Ran was about to chase, an attendant approached her, speaking softly: "Third Miss Yun, my Eldest Miss invites you for a chat."

The only person the attendants here would refer to as Eldest Miss could only be Zhao Mingzhu.

Though curious about why Zhao Mingzhu wanted to see her, Yun Ran decided to give her some face due to Zhao Mingzhu’s generosity.

Following the attendant, Yun Ran naturally didn’t see Xie Xuzhi’s complex look directed toward her disappearing figure.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

Xie Xuzhi restrained his emotions and looked at the man beside him, the current figurehead of the Zhao family and Zhao Mingzhu’s father.

"Nothing, let’s go."

Who’d have thought the Zhao family would be supporters of the Xie family? With the old master of the Zhao family set to step down, Xie Xuzhi naturally had to witness the transfer of power between these two generations.

With the attendant leading, rabbit-warren twists and turns, they finally arrived at a garden with birds singing and flowers fragrant. Just by the location, anyone residing here was clearly favored.

Even before entering, silver-bell laughter could be heard from inside.

This was Zhao Mingzhu’s first appearance back in the country, and anyone joking with her must be of equivalent status.

Yun Ran felt a pang of ruefulness at having mingled into such circles of true top-tier socialites.

"Little sister Yun, you’re here."

Seeing Zhao Mingzhu’s beaming smile, laden with schemes, Yun Ran suddenly felt goosebumps rise across her skin.

The ones who had been speaking with Zhao Mingzhu all turned to look at her. Although Yun Ran didn’t know them, their demeanor and attire were appropriate.

It was clear these were beloved daughters of their families; otherwise, they wouldn’t qualify to be in Zhao Mingzhu’s courtyard.

But feeling the polite detachment and restrained by status, they refrained from overt discrimination.

Yun Ran quickly reined in her prior emotional fluctuations and regarded these people as strangers—each a proud little princess!

"Come, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Yun Ran, the Third Miss of the Yun Family in Hai City."

The group, originally uninterested in Yun Ran, immediately focused more genuinely on her.

Yun Jinyang was considered a potential match among them; even if they weren’t interested in Yun Ran, learning about Yun Jinyang from Yun Ran was worthwhile.

Zhao Mingzhu felt as if she had God’s Eye View, observing the emotional shifts of everyone around her, as though everything was under her control.

With Zhao Mingzhu’s introductions, Yun Ran learned that the four distinct daughters included two from Hong Kong, all equally matched in status with the Zhao family, Huanan’s Richest, and Eldest Miss Zhao.

Perhaps Yun Ran’s overly calm demeanor made these highly sought-after ladies uncomfortable.

They were willing to interact ’equally’ with Zhao Mingzhu because Zhao Mingzhu was worthy.

What right did this Third Miss of the Yun Family have to be so composed, as if she could stand on equal footing with them?

Even if Yun Ran was invited by Zhao Mingzhu, if she didn’t acknowledge her position, they weren’t to be blamed for teaching her the rules.

To join the circle of top socialites, those whose status fell short had to be ready to remain submissive and act like a follower.

To want their help and yet seek dignity and face was simply wanting everything.

Someone then looked at Yun Ran with a smile, though the smile didn’t reach their eyes.

"Little sister Yun seems rather young, but how is her temperament? We just discussed a topic without conclusion. How about Little sister Yun shares her opinion?"

The soft voice carried an unmistakable hint of irrefutable insistence.

Zhao Mingzhu, who had invited Yun Ran, had no intention of stepping in or speaking on her behalf.

Anyone else in such a position would surely panic.

[Host, this Zhao Mingzhu is no good either!]

Inwardly, Yun Ran sighed slightly: She already suspected that the jewelry and one hundred million cash check Zhao Mingzhu gave earlier weren’t easily obtained.

These privileged daughters atop the clouds, deep down, weren’t genuinely kind. It was all a facade. For those who knew their secrets and vulnerabilities, they were sure to be suppressed and manipulated.

At this moment, compared to them, the cold and detached Yun Jinyang really seemed like a good person.