Universal Star International Hotel, six-star rated.
Xiao Yiran, the famous son of a prominent family in Ancheng, lavishly reserved the entire hotel but only utilized a single floor’s hall as the banquet venue for tonight’s cocktail party.
As the setting sun bids farewell, more and more elite socialites, wealthy heirs, and heiresses begin to filter into the venue.
Sitting in the rear compartment of an extravagant sedan, Mo Chuxi, dressed in a bespoke designer suit, reclines nonchalantly with an air of elegance.
However, at this moment, his handsome features are clouded with gloom as he holds his phone, making his nth attempt to call Yan Xinxin.
But all he gets in response is, "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable."
Mo Chuxi softly parts his thin lips.
The gall of this little woman—her temper truly knows no bounds!
The phone remains in the same state, and it seems his number has been blocked by her.
Mo Chuxi feels an increasing tightness in his chest. Despite his reluctance, he ends up dialing Mu Qianshui’s number.
The phone rings just twice before being swiftly answered.
"Chuxi, you’re calling for me?"
Mu Qianshui’s tender voice comes through.
She adeptly conceals her excitement and joy, but Mo Chuxi senses it anyway.
"Where is Yan Xinxin?"
He gets straight to the point.
Hearing Mo Chuxi’s words, the smile on Mu Qianshui’s exquisitely made-up face gradually fades.
She pauses before replying gently.
"I suppose Lady Yan should have already gone to the banquet? Why, haven’t you seen her yet, Chuxi?"
"What do you mean? She isn’t with you?"
"I unexpectedly had a critical appointment today, and I’ve only just managed to find time to head to Xiao Yiran’s cocktail party. I did, however, send my assistant and personal stylist to help Lady Yan with her preparations."
Mu Qianshui explains unhurriedly, then smiles lightly.
"Chuxi, don’t worry. I think she’ll call you very soon. Let’s meet in a bit, okay?"
After speaking, she waits for Mo Chuxi’s response.
What she gets instead is the sound of the call being abruptly hung up.
Mu Qianshui grips her phone and gazes at the woman sitting next to her with eyes enhanced by colored lenses.
"Mira, are you sure Yan Xinxin can’t get out?"
The woman seated beside her, Mira, smirks smugly, her deep-red lips curling upwards.
"I locked it from the outside. How could she possibly get out?"
Mu Qianshui clenches her phone tightly, jealousy flashing in her eyes.
"No matter what, I cannot allow any other woman to wear that gown."
Her tone is icy as she speaks.
"Every time there’s an important gala or ball, Chuxi has always refused to let me accompany him, but at least he never sends me away when I show up. Yet this Yan Xinxin—she appears and steals all of Chuxi’s focus!"
Mu Qianshui says indignantly, recalling how Yan Xinxin had given birth to Mo Chuxi’s son. And now, after hearing from Lin Yuan’ai that Yan Xinxin is pregnant again, she’s bubbling with insane jealousy!
Still, she doesn’t let any of this emotion betray itself on her face as she lightly moves her crimson lips.
"Chuxi’s companion can only be me."
The elite sons and daughters of society, clad in luxurious attire, chat and laugh as they drink.
Yet as soon as Mo Chuxi’s elegant and noble figure appears, he immediately steals the attention of everyone present.
The media reporters specially invited by Xiao Yiran all want to approach him for an interview but hesitate to do so.
Everyone in the news industry knows that the Crown Prince of Di Jue Financial Group despises gossip media, so no one dares to push their luck.
As Mo Chuxi strides gracefully into the hall, boisterous laughter suddenly erupts from nearby.
"The illustrious Crown Prince of Di Jue has finally arrived! I’ve been waiting for you forever!"