She admired Lulu's beauty and glamour, Niuniu's and CC's Western education, and Beibei's well-connected family. Compared to them, she felt plain and unremarkable: she grew up in a humble family and graduated from an unknown college. But after she stole Nick, who held a degree from Oxford, Little Fang was no longer modest.

She appeared on television talk shows to discuss inter-racial dating or to promote her book How To Date An Oxford Man.

She adopted Lulu's fashion style, mimicked Niuniu's 'in' expressions and CC's English accent, and used Beibei for introductions to celebrities. She became a confident and sophisticated woman and also a role model for many young Chinese women who dreamed of a cross-cultural romance.

Little Fang, however, disappeared from view for a while. So when she resurfaces there is excitement.

CC knocks on Niuniu's door, rushes in, and before even taking off her coat flashes the invitation from Little Fang.

'Did you get one?' CC asks.

Niuniu immediately checks a stack of unopened mail on her desk and finds an invitation. As she opens the envelope, a picture falls to the floor.

In the picture, Little Fang, wearing a beautiful bridal gown, stands in front of a majestic, ivy-covered Welsh castle. Beside her is the groom, a tuxedo-clad Westerner - but it isn't Nick.

Niuniu glances at CC. It's clear she is upset. Niuniu reads the invitation quickly. It says Little Fang and Sir William Fisher have just held a church wedding in England. Now the newlywed couple are going to have a Chinese wedding at the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Shanghai and the groom will pay for invited guests' hotel accommodation and plane tickets.

'I guess Nick is too poor for this Shanghai woman,' CC says.

'Are you going?' Niuniu asks.

'Absolutely not! She just wants to show off. Those Shanghai girls she grew up with might be impressed, but not me!' CC cries.

As they are talking, Lulu calls. 'Have you got an invitation for Little Fang's wedding?' Lulu asks Niuniu.

'Yes,' Niuniu replies.

'Holy cow!' Lulu exclaims. 'The expenses of every guest will be paid for. The man must be stinking rich. Did you see that he has a title? Sir William Fisher. He's old money!'

'I wonder how she met him,' Niuniu muses.

'I got all the details from Nick,' Lulu says.

'You met Nick?' CC asks.

'Yes. His heart is broken,' Lulu tells her.

'He broke my heart first,' CC cuts in. 'In any event, come over to my apartment!'

Soon, the three women - CC, Niuniu, and Lulu - are together. Lulu relates what Nick had told her. 'When Nick proposed to Little Fang and asked her to go back to England with him, Little Fang said no. She didn't want to leave for England through marriage. She said she had been influenced by the classic book, Jane Eyre. Like Jane Eyre, she wouldn't marry Nick until she felt she was his equal.'

'How was she supposed to become his equal?' Niuniu asks.

'She wanted to study at Oxford,' Lulu says.

'With her low command of English?' CC screams.

'Nick might have helped her polish her essays,' Niuniu says with a shrug. 'You never know. I remember when I was in the States, I helped a Chinese friend write an English essay about herself. She got into Harvard Business School with that essay.'

'So Little Fang was granted admission into Oxford?' CC asks, looking stunned. 'Yes,' Lulu nods, 'but only for one semester. She quit after falling in love with a classmate from a wealthy family.'

'Sir William?' Beibei asks.

'Yes,' Lulu says. 'But he was married at that time. Later, he divorced his wife after Little Fang's repeated and persistent requests.'

'I guess the real purpose for Little Fang to get into Oxford was to nail down a rich man,' CC says.

'But I still admire her wedding. The roses, the gown and the castle. I wish I had her luck,' Lulu says.

'Luck?' CC sneers. 'Come on. When she was in China, Nick was the best man she could imagine having. After moving to England, she knew there were better men out there.

'Women like Little Fang spend all their time trying to get the best man in sight. Doesn't matter if he is available or not. She's a home-wrecker!'