“I told you before, when you are given respect, you should know when to stop. Now that things have escalated like this, how can our Song family recognize you as the real daughter who was mistakenly embraced!”

Song Lichuan came down to help me up, but he was actually here to make sarcastic remarks.

I shook off his hand and got up by myself. At this moment, Shen Que also came over.

Song Ning quickly stepped out and said to him, “Brother Shen Que, the female companion you brought here has ruined this piece of Su embroidery. This embroidery technique has been lost in contemporary society. It's an intangible cultural heritage. She was really too careless.”

Shen Que didn’t pay attention to her but meticulously checked if I was injured.

“It’s just an auction item; no matter how expensive it is, it can’t compare to Ruan Ruan’s delicate health,” Shen Que said casually.

Seeing that Shen Que didn’t take this auction item seriously, Song Ning turned to Song’s father and mother and said:

“If the person raised by mother since childhood were sister, she definitely wouldn’t be so reckless and cause such trouble.”

“This auction item was starting at five million, estimated to be worth a billion. This is a huge loss.”

Song’s mother looked a bit flustered.

She involuntarily took a step back away from me.

Clearly, she regretted asking me to return to the Song family just now.

If I were to return to the Song family, wouldn’t they have to bear this loss?

The Song family might be wealthy, but they are not fools. How could they be willing to bear an unjustified loss?

The owner of the cheongsam looked at the already dirty cheongsam with great regret and resentment in their eyes.

But today, I am Shen Que’s companion. Since Shen Que hasn’t said he won’t care about me, the owner wouldn’t dare to give me a hard time.

I picked up the cheongsam from the ground and said, “Don’t worry, I will repair this cheongsam.”

Song’s father finally couldn’t help but sneer.

“Song Siruan, you poor pitiful orphan girl still want to act high and mighty. Do you even know your own weight? This is high society, not a place for childish games,” Song’s father said.

I frowned.

Just as I was about to retort, a few people walked in from the outside, my parents were here.

My mother, wearing a cheongsam, swayed her slim waist over to me, took a look at the cheongsam in my hand, and disdainfully threw it into the trash can.

“Ruan Ruan, why are you holding onto a piece of trash?” my mother asked.

Everyone was stunned by her action.

The collector of the cheongsam finally couldn’t help but speak out, “Do you know what you just threw away? This is a cheongsam made with ancient embroidery techniques, an intangible cultural heritage!”

My mother nodded, “I know. I wear these kinds of cheongsams every day.”

My mother generously displayed the cheongsam she was wearing.

The celebrities present were shocked.

My mother patted my shoulder and said, “Daughter, don’t worry. We have a lot of these kinds of cheongsams at home.”

Now it was my turn to nod.

Of course, I wasn’t worried. I could tell the cheongsam she just threw away was one of her practice works from when my grandmother forced her to learn Su embroidery.

Later on, I learned Su embroidery as well and embroidered a turtle on the back of this cheongsam, so it was ruined. I gave it to the housemaids to handle, and it unexpectedly made its way into the marketplace.

The cheongsam's owner rubbed his forehead vigorously and said, “How can you compare this cheongsam to the ones you have at home? This is a masterpiece by the renowned Su embroidery heir, Ms. Huang Ying!”

Song Ning chimed in, “Ms. Huang Ying’s works are generally not for sale and are rarely released. Every piece is a priceless treasure.”

“Stop being ignorant. The trash your mother mentioned is a priceless treasure!”

She had a look of schadenfreude.

I laughed till I could hardly breathe.

“Ms. Huang Ying, what do you think?” I asked my mother.

My mother spread her hands wide, an expression of shock on her face.

All the attendees were flabbergasted for the third time.

The cheongsam’s owner was momentarily speechless: “I am Ms. Huang Ying?”

It's not their fault for not recognizing her.

My mother is essentially a social recluse, especially fond of traveling and making new friends. She fears that her fame will restrict her freedom, so she has never revealed her identity publicly, which is why people didn’t know she was Ms. Huang Ying.

Everyone was in disbelief. At this moment, Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen came over to greet my parents, confirming their identities:

“The ancient Suzhou family, the Song family, has always been low-key and never participates in public events. It’s normal that everyone doesn’t know.

“Now let me formally introduce, this is Ms. Huang Ying, and beside her is her husband, the head of the Song family from the ancient Suzhou lineage, Mr. Song Sui.”

Mr. and Mrs. Shen introduced.

Everyone finally believed their identities, and even the cheongsam’s owner forgot their sorrow about the ruined cheongsam and started chatting with my mother.

Song Ning was dumbfounded.

“My biological parents are from the Suzhou family? Why didn’t you ever tell me?” Song Ning looked like a deflated balloon.

She had always cherished everything in the Beijing circle of the Song family but never imagined her biological parents were wealthier and held a higher status.

So she was now in a state of autism.

Oh no, she was regretting how ignorant she had been and how she missed out on a wealthier and higher-status family.

Song’s father and mother realized something too and their expressions changed.

“You didn’t grow up in a poor household without higher education. You are actually a young lady from an aristocratic family?” Song’s mother staggered.

Song’s father’s arrogant demeanor instantly vanished.

“So our biological daughter isn’t ordinary. She was also meticulously cultivated as a socialite, a young lady from an aristocratic family?” Song’s father mumbled.

I ignored them and instead made a gesture for silence.

“I have something to say about the cheongsam incident earlier. If it wasn’t for Miss Song Ning sticking out her foot to trip me when I turned around, that cheongsam wouldn’t have suffered this untimely disaster.

“I have already sent someone to check the surveillance footage. Miss Song Ning, thank you for your donation of five million to today’s charity gala.”

The cheongsam was already ruined, according to the rules, she had to pay the starting bid price as compensation.

Song Ning looked at Song’s father and mother for help.

But they were busy doubting themselves, realizing their biological daughter was superior to the well-bred so-called legitimate daughter, and didn’t have the time to care about her.

And my parents didn’t seem to care about this true daughter who had been drifting outside. They took me around to look at various collections and bought me many peculiar and interesting things.

The day after the charity gala, everyone sat together to discuss the marriage, and at no point did my parents mention Song Ning.

In the following two days, all they talked about was what kind of wedding to host for me.