The next afternoon, before leaving work, Shen Cheng received a call from Susan.
"Tonight, 10 o’clock, room 708 at Emperor Hotel."
"Hmm, make sure to put on a good show."
"What kind of person do you think I am, Susan? I’m a top-tier actress! Acting is a piece of cake for me, don’t worry."
"Top-tier I haven’t seen, but low-tier I’ve certainly encountered."
A few days ago, Shen Cheng specifically searched out Susan’s breakthrough work to watch; the scenes and plot were definitely X-rated.
When she was watching this kind of movie, a domineering man found her and then... destroyed the computer to pieces.
One can imagine how explicit and intolerable Susan’s movies are.
"Being sleazy is dedicating myself to art, you wouldn’t understand." Susan said nonchalantly.
"More like selling yourself for money."
"Anyone in the entertainment industry is selling themselves for money and fame, it’s just that some people pretend otherwise. I don’t bother pretending—I’m openly debauched and I admit it, who cares?"
"Your mom." Shen Cheng blurted out two words.
"My mom? Don’t know where she is, never saw her since I was little. I heard she was a courtesan when she was young, became a mistress to a rich man who got her pregnant, then she gave birth to me. Later, the man refused to accept me and my mom gave me away."
After hearing her story, Shen Cheng laughed. She once thought her own misfortune was the worst, but in reality, there were many who had it worse than her.
"You could live a better life, there’s no need to degrade yourself ."
Susan just scoffed, "You think everyone is as lucky as you, marrying a rich husband, living worry-free, wildly and recklessly, bullying whomever you want."
"Your husband, Shi Yu, ah, handsome and wealthy, still young and successful, the object of admiration for all the women in Jiang City, I like him too."
Shen Cheng remained calm, saying lightly: "Your liking doesn’t matter, he needs to like you back for it to count."
"I was just joking, don’t take it seriously. I, Susan, no matter how bad, would not wreck someone else’s marriage, nor am I interested in being a mistress..."
"Alright, don’t forget, tonight at ten, room 708 at Emperor Hotel!"
After ending the call with Susan, Shen Cheng got up from her office desk to look for Ye Zi, but couldn’t find her anywhere in the HR department.
As she left the document room, she casually stopped a colleague and asked, "Have you seen Ye Zi?"
"Ye Zi left work early, don’t know if something happened, but I saw her leaving in a hurry."
"You’re welcome." The colleague politely responded, then appeared a bit embarrassed as she added, "I heard you bought the Bright Star, could I... take a look?"
Shen Cheng hadn’t mentioned the Bright Star to anyone, nor had she shown it off, but the news had still spread.
In just a few days, almost everyone in the company knew that she was wearing a ring worth tens of millions.
For most white-collar workers, a ring worth tens of thousands is already extravagant, not to mention one costing hundreds of thousands or millions.
Because in their view, such luxury items are a waste of money and impractical.
Therefore, learning that a ring on Shen Cheng’s hand was worth eight figures was shocking and incomprehensible—it’s having money, but one shouldn’t squander it !