My Diplomat Fiancé Brought His First Love to the Banquet, and I Went on a Rampage

I'm Jiang Xueyan, Jinghai's top simultaneous interpreter. My boyfriend, Lu Jiasheng, is a promising diplomat.

At a reception at the embassy, Lin Anyun, the daughter of a senior official, pointed at my faded cotton dress and said to Lu Jiasheng, "Jiasheng, who's this old woman? She isn't wearing a single designer label. She's worse dressed than a country girl."

Lu Jiasheng said nothing. He knew I wasn't fit for polite society.

I had deliberately worn that faded cotton dress for him that evening.

Five years ago, when we first met, Lu Jiasheng had said I looked beautiful in it, as pure as a white lotus.

Then came a closed-door meeting of the highest level. I was the lead Chinese interpreter, while he was the most junior member of the delegation.

The meeting reached a stalemate, and the head of the foreign delegation, Lin Anyun's father, suddenly turned to look at me.

At that moment, Lu Jiasheng's face went deathly pale.