Chapter 857: She Must Learn To Bear With It

Yan Huan spent a good half of her day standing in front of the mirror admiring her own beauty. She had gone for a graceful, elegant style with clear light makeup and jewelry that complimented her evening gown. Although it was not as brilliant and blinding as she had expected, it still gave her a youthful aura. She looked as if she was trapped in her twenties with her smooth and healthy skin. Under the flashing lights, the thin layer of foundation glowed like diamonds which made her skin look clear without a single pore. The fact that she had put on some weight also made her face slightly rounder like a goose egg’s shape, exactly the way the Chinese people liked it.

Among the majority of women who aspired to have lean, long faces, Yan Huan’s facial structure gave off a very comfortable and pleasant feeling at first glance. The angles of her face were prominent yet natural and gentle, making her stand out, especially among the sea of female stars.

The key to beauty was in naturality.

“Thank you.” Yan Huan was very satisfied with her new look. Now she could stun the entire audience with her magnificent beauty.

She produced her jewelry box and clasped a thin necklace around her neck. The pendant was shaped like a flower with a sapphire laying right in the center. She also wore a bracelet of the same design, as well as a huge diamond ring.

If they wanted to compare their worth with hers, then so be it. Yan Huan did not rely on anyone else. She was an independent woman and she was keen on earning back her worth, which others would have to look up to find, completely on her own. Sun Yuhan, on the other hand, would be worthless if she did not have the Ye family behind her.

Moreover, it was highly unlikely for Sun Yuhan to leave the Ye family now as the Ye family posed the highest starting point for her. As for how far she could go, that would solely depend on how fortunate she was.

The entertainment industry was not a place for the weak-willed and a high rate of success would have to be reflected by a large number of sacrifices. It could be love, or it could be a relationship. There were no more than a handful of women like Yan Huan, who were successful and had a happy family.

As for Sun Yuhan, her starting point may be high, but she had no skills of her own. Gaining fame would be a piece of cake, but an entire hill of ill names would await her.

Anyway, Yue Ran would never deal with such people.

“How do I look?” Yan Huan lifted her dress as she ran over to Lu Yi.

Lu Yi spun around, and a dash of surprise flashed through his eyes immediately. “You look gorgeous,” he cooed. Yan Huan’s beauty had always been at the back of his mind, but needless to say, his feelings for her also played a big part. He sauntered over and caressed her curled locks. Though they were plain black, they gave out a clean and comfortable feeling.

The only issue was just that the ends of her dress were dragging behind her on the ground, but this could be easily resolved by wearing high heels.

Yan Huan had originally planned to stun everyone with her beauty. She wanted everyone to know that she was invincible and that she was undefeated. Wherever she fell, she would pick herself back up in that exact spot.

There were already a number of cars parked in front of the Ye family house as if they were having a meeting when they arrived. Branded luxury cars of all makes and sizes gathered around the house. The Ye family was different than before and they were much wealthier now. They could easily be considered famous in the whole of Sea City and even the entire country. However, the Ye family had always been extra humble, and it was their first time in years to stir up such a big fuss.

Needless to say, this was mainly due to the fact that Ye Jianguo wished to build connections for his newly recognized granddaughter.

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Lu Yi opened the door to the passenger seat and Yan Huan emerged with her dress bunched up in her hand. She hooked her other arm around Lu Yi’s elbow just like the lovely young couple that they were and as of that moment, they had already managed to snatch the attention of many around them.

As the grand doors swung open for them to enter, it was as if the moment was seized and not a single voice sounded from inside. Lu Yi maintained his neutral expression as Yan Huan bloomed like a fresh, tender rose while taking her steps forward as her heels clicked against the marble floor. She had been to many more events much grander than this one and it almost felt like she was here for a red carpet event instead of a birthday party. Many guests began exchanging positive remarks about her, unable to tear their gazes from her.

As the best actress, she was indeed an international superstar. Her majestic aura beamed throughout the hall with every move she made and every frown or smile portrayed on her face. Although she had just recently gone through a rough patch, it did not seem to have affected her severely.

Lu Yi constantly turned to whisper something in her ear. Some things like love and affection just could not be faked. He adjusted Yan Huan’s hair before leading her to Ye Jianguo.

“Grandfather,” he faintly greeted Ye Jianguo and presented a gift, but other than that, he said no more.

“Grandfather,” Yan Huan followed suit, but Ye Jianguo simply eyed her with scorn and disdain, discrimination clear in his pupils.

“Why did you bring your infertile wife?”

Yan Huan kept smiling, but her hands gripping Lu Yi’s elbows tensed and started trembling.

“Grandfather, that is my own problem.” Lu Yi’s expression turned grim as he grew protective over Yan Huan. He was utterly irritated that Ye Jianguo had brought up this issue in public. She was his wife whom he had chosen to marry, so he would take responsibility for her.

He tightened his grip on Yan Huan’s hand and guided her away to avoid Ye Jianguo from discussing sensitive matters again.

“I’m sorry,” Lu Yi apologized for Ye Jianguo’s words earlier. It must have upset her again.

Yan Huan shook her head. “It’s fine. What he said was the truth. If I don’t get used to it now, what am I going to do in the future?” She had acknowledged her infertility. The damage was there, but she was now able to bear with it.

Lu Yi sat Yan Huan down and simply did not care about the celebration anymore. He only wanted to stay and accompany her. He strode over to a table by the side and picked up a cup to fill it with water, then returned to Yan Huan and delivered it to her hand.

“I want a drink.” Yan Huan stared at the colored drinks lining the table, gulping down her saliva.

“Those have too many additives. If you want a drink, I’ll make you some fruit juice when we get home.”

“I’ll just stick with water then.” Yan Huan quivered at the thought of Lu Yi’s fruit juice. What kind of fruit juice would have carrots in every single glass? They tasted awful. She brought the cup to her lips and chugged the water. She would rather have plain water than her husband’s fruit juice.

Right at that moment, Lu Yi stood directly in front of her to shield her from the glances of the gossiping ladies.

Yan Huan started swinging her feet back and forth lightly, the urge to kick off her heels lingering at the back of her mind. Since there was still a crowd present, she told herself to bear with it.

People were still filing into the massive mansion, many of whom were people that Yan Huan knew from within the industry. Indeed, the Ye family was truly wealthy. To give Sun Yuhan such a huge lift with such a majestic event, it was as if they wanted to coat their granddaughter with a layer of gold.

As the crowd continued to grow, many familiar faces had shown up. A number of them were from the art industry, the business industry, the calligraphy industry and so on. A handful were famous individuals whose faces were recognizable to many. A dozen widely-known directors were also present. Upon brief thought, this was just like Su Muran’s case in the past, soaring high by depending on their family’s relations. However, it would be worthy to note that Sun Yuhan and Su Muran were clearly not on the same level.