Is Your Name Is Etched on Your Large Forehead? 2

Never in her life had she received such an insult from another person. In fact, her forehead was one of the things she was conscious about on her body and for this unknown woman to poke her insecurity was enough to make her mad.

"You dare to insult me?" She exclaimed incredulously. This woman dared to insult her right in front of Young Madam Feng?!

"What about it? I'm merely stating what I've seen, Miss." Lu Tianxin narrowed her gaze on Xia An. One of the things she didn't like about their social circle was meeting this kind of woman. No matter what ones' status was, there's no need to power trip and bully the weak ones.

The woman who was visibly shaking from fear was named Elaine Wu. She came here with her fiance earlier, but because of their argument, he left her alone at the club and went home. She was about to leave too when she accidentally bumped into this woman.

She apologized promptly, but what she hadn't expected was the woman making a scene out of it and put her in a bad light. This place wasn't like her home country. She could talk using their language, but it was clear that she didn't belong here. Aside from her fiance, she didn't know anyone here, which had automatically put her at a disadvantage.

However, she hadn't expected that someone would come to her rescue in this pathetic state she was in. She was amazed at how this stranger could stand up for a stranger she hadn't met before. As she looked at Lu Tianxin's beautiful face, Elaine Wu hoped that she could have even just a hint of her bravery so people would stop looking down on her.

She sniffed, held unto Lu Tianxin's arm, and took a peek at the woman who was causing them trouble.

"I already said, I'm sorry. I don't understand why you are so mad. What else do you want from me?" Elaine Wu said with a trembling voice. She looked like a lost kitten in a huge city she wasn't accustomed to.

Through it all, Tang Moyu only listened, leaning against the pillar to watch the commotion. She only planned to intervene if she deemed that Lu Tianxin wasn't able to keep up with Xia An.

Of course, she knew Xia An's identity as an actress, but there wasn't anything spectacular about her nor her status. She was probably coat-tailing Xing Yiyue's popularity and influence that it got to her head.

Tang Moyu's lips curled up. What was so good about being Young Madam Feng anyway? Aside from being Feng Tianhua's wife, the title itself had no bearing since the sole power and influence was still on Wang Ruoxi, Feng Tianhua's mother.

"It's just a dress. It's not like you can't send it for a dry clean. Aren't you just causing a scene here? This woman already apologized to you even if she wasn't the one who caused it." Lu Tianxin's brows drew together. "Miss, I really think you are blind. Whether she bumped into you or not, you were the one who ruined your own dress, not her."

"If it's the dress you are mad about, how about I pay for the cleaning? Or do you want me to pay for it?" Elaine Wu offered. She couldn't allow this unknown woman to get into trouble just because she couldn't stand up for herself.

Suddenly, Xia An burst into laughter and looked at Elaine Wu like she was talking nonsense. Elaine's face burned in shame and looked down at the floor.

"You are going to pay for it? Don't you know that this dress is one of a kind? This is the rare dress made by the popular designer, The Black Nightingale. It's not easy to get your hands on this dress because this was the only one out there." Xia An boasted to Lu Tianxin and Elaine Wu.

Those words caught the empress's curiosity. The Black Nightingale? Wasn't that Li Meili's name as a designer? She gave the dress a good look and nothing of it showed that it was her best friend's craft.

Li Meili was a passionate designer. Each of the dresses she made was one of a kind indeed and she had never made the same dress after another. This was why her clothing line was so expensive, because only the wealthiest can get a hand on her dresses.

But for someone like Xia An to own one? Tang Moyu doubted the dress's authenticity. If only she could give it a closer look to compare it to the dresses Li Meili made for her, she would be able to tell if it was a Black Nightingale dress or not.

Anyway, perhaps if Xia An could tell the name of the dress, Tang Moyu would be able to confirm it with Li Meili later.

"The Black Nightingale you say?" Lu Tianxin gave Xia An a head to toe look and shook her head. "It looks so cheap. Are you sure you aren't bragging over an imitation?"

Even if Lu Tianxin wasn't as popular as the empress. She'd attended several parties and occasions where The Black Nightingale's dresses had been worn by the guests from high society. She definitely could tell that the design and quality Xia An was wearing was far inferior compared to the dresses she'd seen before.

In fact, Lu Tianxin was aware that her cousin, Moyu, was a big fan of The Black Nightingale.