Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yun Na bit her lower lip as she cried to her sister, “I didn’t do it on purpose! Don’t send me to the police. I’ll give you everything back, so don’t send me to the police…”

Her disgraceful look was revolting.

Tang Yu despised, “A thief is a thief. You are so low-handed!”

“She is so low-handed and will do anything to go up.”

“What a disgusting girl. Why did the concierge let her in?”

…

Gu Xingze glanced at Yun Shishi questioningly. “Do you want to send her to the police?”

Yun Na looked up in horror and tearfully knelt to the ground, begging her sister for mercy, “Don’t, sis. Don’t – Don’t send me to the police. I won’t do this again! No…”

Yun Shishi, with a frigid expression, said after a long silence, “I won’t send you to the police.”

Yun Na sighed in relief.

He coldly commanded, “Take off the clothes right now and get lost.”

She turned pale from dismay by his merciless expulsion of her.

Did she do all that hard work just to be expelled this soon?

She tried all ways and means to get close to He Lingxiang so that she could get to know the famous directors and producers here. Getting expelled now would waste all her efforts.

Why? Why is everyone helping Yun Shishi? Why are the heavens so good to her?

She did not want to admit defeat now and bit her lower lip in frustration. She thought to herself, If not for that accident earlier, sister would’ve drunk that glass of wine. Everything would’ve been set by now!

She remembered that her steps were firm and steady, though. Something seemed to have tripped her…

Suddenly, she realized something and jerked her head up to look at Yang Mi. The latter was looking at her with loathing, and it hit her there and then.

It was no accident earlier. Yang Mi… secretly messed with me!

Mu Yazhe’s brows twitched a little. With his face shrouded in gloom, he turned to walk away emotionlessly…

Yun Na was quickly booted from the hall to the second floor by the attendants once everything ended.

He Lingxiang was very unwilling to give up, but he could only follow her upstairs.

Gu Xingze told his partner, “You can’t attend the gala like this. I may as well send you back.”

“Eh,” she agreed. She was preparing to leave with him when an attendant called out to her.

“Excuse me; are you Madam Yun Shishi?”

Feeling astonished, she nodded and asked, “Yes, I am. What’s the matter?”

The attendant bowed respectfully and informed, “The venue has a dressing room for the VIP. Please follow me to change into another set of clothes.”

Gu Xingze and she exchanged a look of surprise.

“You go, then. I’ll wait for you,” he smilingly said.

…

The attendant led her along a long corridor.

The gala was held at Grand Palace Hotel, one of the properties under Disheng Financial Group.

It was the number one among the seven-star hotels in Asia. This could be seen in the style of the interior carved beams, exquisite frescoes, and expensive retro wall lamps. The hotel was next to the sea. Through the beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the panoramic view of the sea at night.

“Here, please.” The attendant stopped at the door to one of the suites, respectfully and expertly opened the door, and gestured for her to enter.

“Thank you…” She smiled as she walked into the room. It was pitch black.

Under the faint moonlight, she could vaguely make out the room as a luxurious, presidential suite.