Jin Ling also didn't expect that Yan Manshu would kill her first before she could show off her power to Yan Manshu.
"The general's wife is not here. If Miss Yan wants to see the general's wife, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Jin Ling was not fair, but what she said in front of the general was very effective.
Therefore, although Manshu's words would make her unhappy, they would not cause much consequence.
"Then don't bother. Manshu is honored to have dinner with Ms. Jin."
"Women like Ms. Jin can be considered role models for our generation."
Jin Ling couldn't tell whether she was praising or ridiculing these words.
"oh?
how do I say this?"
Yan Zhan aside, Ms. Jin doesn't really like young women like Manshu.
Not only because Manshu is beautiful, but also because she is Zhu Lao's young apprentice and has an unusual talent in stone gambling.
She comes from a superior family and is beautiful and talented. Such a girl seems to be loved by thousands of people. How can people not be envious and jealous?
"You see you are rich and beautiful. If you hadn't told me your true age, I would have thought you were in your early thirties at most."
"The point is, you have already lived a life that many women dream of."
Manshu really knows how to brag. When she praises someone, her eyes shine, and even Jin Ling unconsciously follows her train of thought.
“What is the life a woman dreams of?”
"Get promoted, make a fortune, kill your husband, and keep a few pretty boys."
Manshu deliberately said it in Chinese, because Jin Ling is from China and she understands Chinese.
When Jin Ling heard Manshu's argument, she wanted to make Manshu her close friend for a moment.
Although she was not promoted, after her husband died, she took sole control of the company, was rich, and could raise a pretty girl, so her life was indeed very comfortable.
Although the situation forced her to become the general's mistress, she and the general each got what they needed.
She needs shelter, and the general needs a woman who is good at dancing.
"Then I am indeed the dream of many women."
Jin Ling was quite proud.
However, while the two of them were having dinner together, she still poured wine for Manshu herself.
"This is the red wine brought back from Faguo. It is said to taste good. You can try it."
"We women just want to drink some of this wine to beautify our skin."
Manshu agreed: "It's good to have beauty treatments, but I don't drink. I'm afraid I can't drink with Ms. Jin."
"How about I offer you a toast with tea instead of wine?"
Manshu picked up the teacup next to her, but Jin Ling pressed it down: "This is your fault."
"The general is looking for your fiancé. He has something to discuss. I can't entertain you, okay?"
"It's fine if I have something to eat. You don't need to drink."
Manshu still refused to drink.
Jin Ling pretended to be unhappy: "Miss Yan, are you because of my previous treatment of Yan Zhan..."
When most people hear this, they won't let anyone talk anymore.
Because everyone understands the meaning behind the words.
But Manshu was different, she just looked at Jin Ling quietly, as if waiting for her to continue talking.
With her attitude, what else could Jin Ling do?
"Yan Zhan and I are considered innocent. Even if there is anything, it will be before you."
"You are his fiancée now, don't think too much about it."
"No matter who you are, they can't take your place."
Jin Ling deliberately made her words ambiguous.
It was as if she and Yan Zhan had actually had something before.