"It's really laughable, a charity ambassador, but turns out she's just a mistress in the end."
Minister Wang sat below, some words still reached his ears, his complexion became particularly ugly.
Many other high-ranking officials like him sat around. Although they all maintained a calm demeanor on the surface, all sorts of thoughts had already begun to churn in their hearts.
"Why aren't you speaking anymore? Can't spit it out, can you? Weren't you so arrogant when you sent that gift to our house? Mistresses like you, I've seen plenty. Isn't it all just to pressure the Eastern Palace? But such people, once they're in my hands, none of them end up well!" The coal tycoon's wife also held such thoughts. Her face became even uglier as she glared at Wang Jiayi, filled with a hate so intense it was as if she intended to tear her apart again: "In my life, I've fought with so many mistresses; I've driven some to suicide. So if you want to compete with me, you truly won't win!"
