"I regret it so much," she lamented. "If only I had been bolder just now, shamelessly pushed forward, struck up a conversation with anyone, and made my presence known. Maybe in the future, when we meet in business settings, we could have established some connections."
"As if it'd be your turn," someone interjected. "I heard that Yaen Chi's circle isn't easy to get into, and even if you do, discussing business isn't allowed."
"They've already reached the peak. Don't they see who they usually mingle with? Do they need to talk business?"
"We're just too poor, unable to imagine the lives of the tycoons."
"Speaking of regret, aren't the Ye family members feeling even more regretful?"
Someone made the comment, and suddenly everyone unanimously turned their gaze, taking in the Ye family members' expressions with the same anticipation as watching a drama unfold.
The Ye family members indeed felt regret—intense regret that twisted their guts.
And they hated Nan Jiaojiao.
