Seeing Zhang Xinyi's generosity, her classmates were all stunned. Looking at the clothes she was wearing today, they were clearly in a different league from before.
"Hey, Xinyi, did you latch onto some sugar daddy? You're so generous?" a classmate asked. After so many years together, they knew Zhang Xinyi's situation well.
Zhang Xinyi sneered twice, immediately tilting her chin up and saying proudly, "What are you thinking? I'm about to start working at the Zhan Corporation. This is just the beginning."
In her heart, she breathed a huge sigh of relief, finally able to hold her head high.
"Really?"
"Zhan Corporation? The one I know?"
"Xinyi, didn't you climb into bed with someone from the Zhan family?"
The questioning voices never stopped.
Zhang Xinyi scoffed. The Zhan family would, sooner or later, become hers. The second young mistress of the Zhan family would definitely be her.
"Alright, you're all jealous. I'm a VIP at this store. Whatever clothes you like, you can swipe my card. Take a good look, the prices of this brand are not comparable to what you usually wear. Go and rejoice in secret."
Zhang Xinyi held her head high. She remembered how she felt when she saw these people wearing designer brands, and now it was finally her turn to bestow charity upon them.
Especially seeing the expressions on these classmates' faces shift from shock to envy, her vanity was greatly satisfied.
She, too, had her day, and could finally vent all the grievances she had suffered before.
Zhang Xinyi put on a grand show, determined to appear impressive even if her confidence was lacking.
These classmates didn't stand on ceremony. Free designer clothes were too good to refuse.
Each of them picked out an outfit. Every single set of clothes here started at five figures, so each person getting one outfit was a considerable sum.
Seeing these people accept the favors and abandon their usual arrogance, now fawning over her, Zhang Xinyi's demeanor became even more haughty.
"Alright, it's getting late. I have to go. If you want to buy clothes in the future, just use my name."
She made a call and waited by the mall entrance for the driver arranged by Mu Linjing.
The others also wanted to see if what she said was true, so they followed her to the entrance and waited with her.
Ten minutes later, a private car from the Zhan family stopped beside Zhang Xinyi.
"I'm sorry, Miss Zhang, I'm late," the driver said apologetically, following Mu Linjing's instructions.
Zhang Xinyi glanced back at her classmates, a smile never leaving her face.
"Alright, the driver is here to pick me up. I won't be accompanying you any longer."
Zhang Xinyi got into the car. She had gained face and reputation today, and she knew when to stop.
"Let's go home."
It was as if the Zhan family had truly become her home, and she had the bearing of the lady of the house.
This made those who were still half-doubting suddenly believe her.
The Zhan family's private cars had unique license plate markings, and this was indeed a Zhan family car.
Zhang Xinyi had truly soared to prosperity.
Waving goodbye to Zhang Xinyi with envy, and recalling her words, the others didn't stand on ceremony and went back to shop extravagantly. The store manager was overjoyed for the entire day.
Upon returning to the Zhan family, Zhang Xinyi asked the servants who was at home. Knowing that Mu Linjing and the others had not yet returned, she was somewhat surprised.
"Are you sure my sister and sister-in-law haven't returned yet?"
The servant looked at Zhang Xinyi, not understanding why she asked.
"Yes, the eldest daughter-in-law and the second daughter-in-law have not returned. They said they have social engagements today and told the second young master to have dinner by himself first."
The servant spoke truthfully, not daring to offend Zhang Xinyi. In the Zhan family, everyone knew that Zhang Xinyi was the second young master's sister-in-law.
"Is the second young master at home?" Zhang Xinyi asked again.
The servant nodded. "The second young master is in the study. Is there something you need, Miss Zhang?"
Zhang Xinyi waved her hand and shook her head. "No, I've got it. You may go."
Seeing that Zhang Xinyi no longer needed her, the servant tactfully retreated.
For some reason, after meeting Zhang Xinyi's gaze, she always felt that this woman had ill intentions.
After the servant left, Zhang Xinyi returned to her room, her mind racing.
Some inappropriate thoughts also arose at this moment.
If she took this opportunity to sneak into Zhan Yichen's room, and by the time Mu Linjing and the others returned, it would be a fait accompli. Then, by leveraging the fact that she was still a virgin, she could demand an explanation from the Zhan family.
Especially Mu Linjing, who couldn't tolerate any speck of dust. If Zhan Yichen had such an incident, how could she pretend not to know anything?
As long as she replaced Mu Linjing, wouldn't she have whatever she desired?
Zhang Xinyi narrowed her eyes and looked at the clothes in the wardrobe.
She opened the wardrobe and put on the silk pajamas inside, her figure subtly revealed through the sheer fabric.
After dressing herself up, Zhang Xinyi peeked out from the guest room, looking left and right to see if any servants were walking down the corridor.
She walked out of the guest room and went to Zhan Yichen and Mu Linjing's room.
To cover her tracks, she went to the dressing table, opened a drawer, and took out a bottle of perfume. After sniffing it and confirming it was the one Mu Linjing had been using recently, she sprayed it around the room before putting the perfume back with a triumphant smile.
Lying on Zhan Yichen's bed, Zhang Xinyi fantasized that she was Zhan Yichen's wife, waiting for her husband to return.
As the night deepened, Zhang Xinyi gradually fell asleep with her beautiful aspirations.
It was already past midnight when Zhan Yichen finished his work. He reached out to rub his sore eyes and stretched his limbs.
He got up from the study and returned. As soon as he opened the door, a strong scent of perfume hit him.
He frowned, sensing something was amiss.
Although Mu Linjing liked the scent of this perfume very much, she never sprayed it so heavily before sleeping. Now, the scent filled the entire room and was particularly strong, not like Mu Linjing's usual habit.
Zhan Yichen looked towards the bed. The room was dimly lit, and he could only vaguely make out that someone was lying on the bed.
Zhan Yichen's cold gaze swept over the room. Without turning on the lights, he knew that the person on the bed was not Mu Linjing.
Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the bed. Just as the person on the bed turned over, the faint moonlight shone on their face.
Zhan Yichen let out a cold snort. As expected, it was Zhang Xinyi.
Thinking of the act that Wei Yumeng and Mu Linjing had put on before, the corners of his mouth curved.
He turned and left the room.
Zhang Xinyi, still sound asleep, was completely unaware and was dreaming of becoming the second young mistress of the Zhan family upon waking.
Zhan Yichen went downstairs and saw a servant still tidying up the living room.
"Come here for a moment."
The servant approached, and Zhan Yichen whispered a few instructions in his ear before grabbing his keys and jacket and leaving the house.
The servant, following Zhan Yichen's instructions, went to his room.
As soon as he entered, a particularly strong scent of perfume assailed his nostrils, forcing him to cover his nose with his hand. Remembering Zhan Yichen's instructions, he took off his jacket and lay down next to Zhang Xinyi.
In her sleep, Zhang Xinyi felt someone lie down beside her, assuming it was Zhan Yichen. Once the person beside her settled down, she immediately turned and leaned against him.
Her body under the nightgown pressed tightly against the man, causing him to swallow hard.
He even found it difficult to control himself, and the man stirred.