The words "cheating" struck at Qin Weimian's heart, her face changed drastically.

"You and Jin are just in a business marriage, Jin did not cheat!"

"I am the fiancée witnessed and confirmed by all the Lin family relatives. Our engagement photo is still hanging in the Lin Group. While you and him are in the same bed, isn't that cheating? Can you tell me, Miss Mistress?"

Qin Weimian's face turned red and pale, her chest heaving.

I leisurely leaned back on the sofa, no longer looking at her, my gaze passing over her to the boy still singing and dancing on the stage.

"I am already an international model, earning a six-figure monthly income on my own. I excel in looks and talent more than you in every aspect. You just got lucky, living a debauched socialite life. Only I am worthy of Jin."

Looking at her indignant face, I chuckled.

"You are indeed impressive, but in Jingnan, there are plenty of golden talents, including that young man."

I pointed to the boy sparkling on the stage.

"But I am not, I am a gold mine owner."

Ignoring her unattractive expression, I continued.

"How much do you really love Lin Jin? If you truly love him, you wouldn't have come to me."

"You've only seen a few glimpses of high society, wanting to stay here. But you've picked the wrong person. Your abilities and Lin Jin's love are worthless to me. Power and money don't spread like AIDS through sex; class is a vast gap. You can stand here now only because of Lin Jin's face. If Lin Jin wasn't my fiancé, you wouldn't even have the right to speak to me."

Qin Weimian's face turned pale, her lips tightly pursed, stubborn and aggrieved.

I rarely speak so harshly, but today, I had had enough.

Lin Jin couldn't make up his mind, repeatedly tarnishing my reputation had already infuriated me.

This time, his mistress came to flaunt herself in front of me.

I stood up, brushing off nonexistent dust from my clothes.

"Miss Qin, you must have enjoyed the privileges brought by the car with the 58 license plate. Lin Jin probably didn't tell you, that was the engagement token given by my family."

My words shattered Qin Weimian's self-assured confidence.

Their love affair had caused a sensation throughout the city.

They appeared in Jingnan's streets in the Bentley with the 58 plate.

The top rich young men in Jingnan were captivated by a model, even speculating that Lin Jin would defy his family for her.

But I knew he wouldn't.

I walked to the deck, even though I had hosted countless such banquets.

But my appearances in front of others were rare.

Usually, I stayed in the cabin with a few friends or alone, catching up on sleep on that exclusive bed.

The purpose of the banquet was not for amusement.

Even though it was my event, it was rare for me to show my face.

I stopped in front of the first mate leaning on the railing.

"Stop the ship."

The first mate was puzzled, clearly not understanding.

"Turn back."

After saying this, I walked back to the cabin in high heels.

The gazes of the second-generation socialites were fixed on me.

I could have just messaged the captain, not needing to show up personally.

My purpose in doing so was to let everyone know I was angry.

If my fiancé's lover openly came to me, could I still continue the banquet?

What face would my Li family have?

Early the next morning, the maid knocked on the door saying the Lin family had arrived.

She added at the end, "Madam said Miss can take her time getting ready and come downstairs, there's no rush."

I simply lay back in bed and went back to sleep.