The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter
Chapter 472 Dark Aura (2)_1

Chapter 472: Chapter 472 Dark Aura (2)_1

It’s true, during the Cultural Revolution, even though the Loo Family and Situ Family were not affected by it, they were still very secretive about their own situations and would not tell others. Because of the influence of the Cultural Revolution, Old Master Loo and Old Master Situ feared for their children’s safety in the children’s schools and urgently sent the two of them to an ordinary middle school. That’s how they met Han Mengying and the others.

Later on, everyone went their separate ways and lost touch, so even now, these people have no idea about the family backgrounds of Situ Haotian and Loo Yaxin. Look, here’s Han Mengying thinking she’s found something even better than Yaxin, proudly saying, "Hey, I, uh, had nothing better to do when I was abroad for the past few years, so I studied fashion design. Now, I’ve opened a small fashion studio right in BL. I came back this time to check out the domestic fashion market to see if the prospects are good, and if they are, I plan to open a clothing company here."

"You’re quite the career woman now, aren’t you? As for me, I’m not some housewife. I’m working at the Bureau of Industry and Commerce," Loo Yaxin said, fully aware of Han Mengying’s little scheme.

"You’ve made it quite well for yourself too, holding onto a stable job like that," Han Mengying boasted upon hearing Loo Yaxin’s words. That’s what she thought—Yaxin definitely couldn’t compare with her. She was now a designer with her own studio, while Yaxin was just a lowly clerk at the Bureau.

Situ Xin watched Han Mengying gloat and couldn’t stand it. She thought to herself, "What are you so smug about? My mom isn’t just some low-ranking clerk at the Bureau; she’s the director now. Humph, you said you want to open a company here? You’d better not do it in Capital City, otherwise, when you run into my mom, you’ll have it coming." Situ Xin couldn’t bear to see Han Mengying looking down on her mom with such pride. "Auntie, you want to start a clothing company? My aunt has started one too and I think my family has shares in it," Situ Xin said leisurely while sipping on her tea, which she had turned into Seven-Colored Spiritual Qi.

"Oh? What’s the name of the clothing company your aunt started?" Han Mengying was completely dismissive of the clothing company Situ Xin mentioned. After she’d returned, she’d done her own research on domestic fashion design, and she felt domestic fashion industries were several notches below those abroad, except, of course, for "Xin" Clothing Company. She had never linked the company Situ Xin mentioned with "Xin" Clothing Company.

"Mom, it’s ’Xin’ Clothing Company, right?" Situ Xin purposefully asked her mother.

"Yes, it’s ’Xin’ Clothing Company," Loo Yaxin confirmed, understanding her daughter’s personality very well, knowing that the girl was standing up for her. She played along with the act. Meanwhile, Situ Haotian had felt the weight of his responsibilities: he had to make sure his wife wasn’t slighted by Han Mengying. But now, he just sat back leisurely, sipping his tea and watching his precious daughter, like a little hedgehog ready to extend her quills at Han Mengying if she dared target her mother.

The moment Situ Xin named "Xin" Clothing Company, Han Mengying became unsettled, losing all concern for her image. She stood up abruptly and said to Loo Yaxin, "Impossible, who are you trying to fool? There’s no way it’s ’Xin’ Clothing Company." Han Mengying had investigated "Xin" Clothing and was aware that today, at the BL Fashion Week, they had even invited the chief designer from "Xin" Clothing Company.

During her time back, Han Mengying had figured on visiting "Xin" Clothing to meet this mysterious chief designer, and if possible, she even hoped to poach this designer to her own company.

"Auntie, how can you be so certain that my aunt’s company isn’t ’Xin’ Clothing Company?" Situ Xin asked calmly, watching Han Mengying’s agitated state.

Upon hearing Situ Xin’s question, all eyes in the room turned to Han Mengying, waiting for her to respond.

"Well, of course, I have my reasons. I know that the support behind ’Xin’ Clothing is not simple—it seems to be one of the old chiefs from Capital City. Just this reason alone is enough to prove that your family’s clothing company can’t possibly be ’Xin’ Clothing Company." Han Mengying looked at Situ Xin with a smile, her face expressing a sense of condescension and expectancy.

"Auntie, your reason isn’t very accurate. Didn’t you get the full scoop when you were gathering intelligence? The backing behind ’Xin’ Clothing Company doesn’t come from just one old chief but two. Moreover, I can tell you the surnames of these two chiefs who back ’Xin’ Clothing Company. How about it, want to know?" Situ Xin said, smiling. If Xia Yujie and Situ Muli were there, seeing Situ Xin’s smile, they would internally grieve for the person on the receiving end of it.

However, among the attendees, only the husband-and-wife pair of Loo Yaxin and Situ Haotian knew Situ Xin’s temperament well. Usually, the deeper the smile on her face that didn’t reach her eyes, the grimmer the consequences for the other party. But neither of them would step forward to speak on behalf of Han Mengying. Loo Yaxin had a strong dislike for Han Mengying. She had long noticed Han Mengying’s little schemes, and now that her daughter was sorting out a rival in love for her, she wouldn’t hold her daughter back. As for Situ Haotian, he also had a strong animosity toward Han Mengying. If it hadn’t been for her, he wouldn’t have been given the cold shoulder by his wife for so many days, making his precious daughter the butt of jokes. Hence, he chose to remain a spectator.

"Really? You talk quite confidently. Let’s hear it, then—what are the names of those two old chiefs?" Han Mengying didn’t believe for a second that Situ Xin knew anything about the real backers of "Xin" Clothing Company, so she waited eagerly to make a laughingstock out of Situ Xin.

"These two chiefs, one surnamed Situ and the other Loo. I suppose all the uncles and aunties here present and living in Capital City must have heard of the Situ Family and the Loo Family, right?" Situ Xin seized the opportunity, knowing that some of the people in the room—who worked in the system and held down stable government jobs—ought to have heard of the Situ and Loo families.