Apart from disregarding Li Yang's considerations, Song Meimei stood right in front of Ye Fan, lifting her proud chin and smilingly examining Ye Fan. This involuntarily drew the attention of the women around Ye Fan.

"Brother Ye, long time no see, I didn't expect to run into you here." Song Meimei smiled sweetly.

Ye Fan nodded and didn't speak. He was not surprised to see Song Meimei there; it was because he was completely indifferent to her and didn't care about her presence at the party or what status she might have.

"Brother Ye? Who is this young lady? How does she know him? And they seem quite familiar." This thought crossed the minds of both the model and the female celebrity next to Ye Fan. Finally, they discovered, after racking their brains for conversation, without even asking Ye Fan's last name, now someone had finally solved this mystery for them.

Of course, they would not give face to Song Meimei, simply because they didn't know her identity. If they did, they would've already scrambled away awkwardly. Where would they have the guts to stay and give up their spot? That's the best choice.

They also noticed they couldn't get any useful information from Ye Fan because he wasn't speaking. Although he appeared calm, he actually didn't care about them. However, they weren't discouraged, convinced that as long as they stuck around a while longer, they could definitely pry open Ye Fan's mouth.

Ye Fan and Song Meimei didn't engage in conversation, which led the women to categorize Song Meimei as someone on their level.

Even though Song Meimei's demeanor and looks were incomparable to theirs, they had their own pride and refused to be outdone.

Under these circumstances, these women naturally didn't think much of Song Meimei's background. They were all sharp-eyed people who knew that the five major families didn't have a young lady by that name, so they didn't pay her much attention. In their opinion, Song Meimei was probably just an ordinary person who happened to be good-looking, someone they wouldn't bother with.

Some even openly displayed their disdain, envious that Song Meimei was prettier than them.

"Brother Ye, you don't mind me calling you this, do you?"

"Mr. Ye, can I have your contact information?"

"Young Master Ye, how can I find you?"

The women affectionately addressed him, and upon learning Ye Fan's last name, they immediately bestowed upon him the titles typically given to playboys and rich young masters.

Ye Fan was not annoyed, external disturbances had little impact, and his composure was remarkably impressive.

While Ye Fan made no comment, Song Meimei couldn't look on any longer and pointed at the women, saying, "You all, get out of here."

Song Meimei was haughty and commanding, which infuriated the women.

"Who do you think you are, being so arrogant?"

"Exactly, what's there to boast about? You're just a bit prettier, aren't you?"

"Brother Ye isn't yours, what gives you the right to act all high and mighty?"

The women mocked, their faces full of derision.

"Brother Ye is indeed mine, what, you have a problem with that?" Song Meimei said arrogantly.

"Yeah right, as if anyone would believe that."

"Judging by how Brother Ye acts so indifferent towards you, I can tell you're interested in him, but alas, Brother Ye clearly couldn't care less about you, which is why you're so unreasonable. After all, how could Brother Ye possibly like someone like you?"

"Exactly, if Brother Ye were to choose, he'd pick someone like me. Look how much Brother Ye and I look like a couple."

The women laughed heartily, showing extreme disdain for Song Meimei while trying various ways to cozy up to Ye Fan.

Song Meimei didn't get angry. Arguing with such women wasn't worth her dignity, so she reached into her handbag and pulled out a watch, twirling it around her finger casually before tossing it into the pool behind Ye Fan. She boldly said, "Whoever retrieves that watch can keep it."

"Who wants a broken watch?"

"Exactly, acting like a wealthy heiress without concern of tripping over your tongue with such lies," the women dismissed.

"That watch is worth eight million, a limited edition, with only a few pieces in the world." Song Meimei said loftily.

"What?"

"Seriously?"

The women were slightly astonished but soon came to their senses, recalling how Song Meimei had twirled the watch on her finger earlier. They were all connoisseurs; what they had dismissed earlier now suddenly became a genuine treasure worth eight million. Just thinking about it made their blood rush with excitement.

Rather than waste time hanging around Ye Fan, chattering to no avail, why not seize the immediate advantage and claim it for themselves?

In a flurry, the women near Ye Fan leaped towards the swimming pool, one after another.

They dived into the water, starting to grab for the watch.

This scene was both laughable and deeply satirical.

"A bunch of pretty faces daring to cozy up to Brother Ye without recognizing their own worth, ridiculous." Song Meimei crossed her arms, chuckling condescendingly as she watched the women floundering in the pool.

"What's going on?"

"Why are they all in the water?"

"Have they gone mad?"

"This is embarrassing, even if they don't mind, it's second-hand embarrassment for those of us watching." People nearby started commenting indifferently.

"I got it, it's the real deal." A woman who retrieved the watch exclaimed.

The others did not engage in any more open snatching, each sulkily looking for an exit from the pool, while the bystanders pointed and laughed like they were watching a circus. They really had no shame.

The woman who retrieved the watch, though flushed with embarrassment, was also secretly pleased.

As for the others, not so much.

"That lady is truly generous, I wonder what her identity is, really throwing money around like it's nothing. An eight-million-dollar watch tossed away without a second thought, such opulence is remarkable."

"Indeed, I wonder whose daughter she is, almost more generous than some favored young ladies from the five major families."

"That man must be something special, disregarding the heads of the five major families, now up pops this kind of woman by his side, immediately causing a stir to drive away those women by his side."

"Could it be that this rich girl has some unspeakable ties to him?"

"Wasn't he with President Chu when he arrived? How is he now entangled with this mysterious woman?"

"This man is no ordinary person."

"The women around him are extraordinary as well, each one more so than the last."

The onlookers who learned of the situation began to gossip, their expressions towards Ye Fan and Song Meimei were, to say the least, peculiar.

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