The court’s verdict was out, and Qiu Tianyi was sentenced to one year and six months.
Because of that, the Qiu Family fell apart, and the parents aged several years.
Upon hearing the verdict, Sun Ling only said three words to the public: "It’s deserved."
The retaliatory actions of Qiu Tianyi could have resulted in the most severe consequence, which would have been the ruin of Sun Ling’s life. So merely having him sit in prison for a bit more than a year, wasn’t that deserved?
At that time, some asked what had become of Sun Ling’s father, who favored sons over daughters. How was he now?
Nothing could be done to him; no one could do anything to him, but time would tell everyone the answer.
In early April, Yancheng warmed up, and at long last, the so-called elite, Mingliu, unveiled its mysterious veil amidst grand expectations.
But apologies, Mingliu was not open to the public. It operated on an invitation-only membership basis; members paid an annual fee, and within it, everything except the items displayed in a museum could be taken home by the ladies if they so fancied. Even if they took a liking to a limited-edition sports car inside, all they needed to do was like it, register, and book it, and Mingliu’s butler would directly deliver it to their garage. The ladies could also book a variety of limited jewelry, clothing, and bags through Mingliu, any service they desired, Mingliu would fulfill for them.
But these were just the basic services of Mingliu.
The real core services inside were so powerful that the guests who got the invitation cards could hardly refuse.
On the opening day of Mingliu, guests with invitation cards discreetly entered Mingliu and enjoyed a complimentary experience.
To be honest, such services were nothing extraordinary for these wealthy women; they had been enjoying them since childhood.
But what really surprised them was that the people at Mingliu knew all their preferences. Most magically, they knew their deficiencies, their pains, their regrets!?
This place was like a dream-making space. Once you entered, you would feel so comfortable that you completely forgot your identity, thinking you were back in your own home.
Coupled with the garden-like scenery, the snobbish ladies who entered with disdain came out willing to spend millions immediately.
Real wealthy individuals were no longer competing over sports cars or branded watches. Aren’t those limited edition jewels something every rich person has?
What really needs to be catered to for the wealthy are emotions, values, and pains.
Shi Lan had previously interacted with these people and was well-acquainted with their backgrounds, making it not at all difficult to please them.
Of course, the ones invited by Shi Lan were just a part, so the guests served by Mingliu this year were also just this part.
This made the guests on the invitation list genuinely feel their own value, thus they were even more satisfied.
Those other elite ladies who weren’t invited began to doubt themselves, wondering, "Am I not qualified to enter yet?"
Of course, there would be opportunities to add new members next year, but the services for the initial batch would be upgraded. In this way, those who came later would always aspire to climb higher, while those at the forefront would continue to look proudly down on everyone else.
Due to this membership mechanism, Mingliu was imbued with an even more mysterious aura and swiftly became the talk of every major social circle. The comments were extremely polarized, but the members were very satisfied, and all were high-quality clients who wouldn’t just go making public statements, after all, what was there to say to those who couldn’t enjoy the services?
The only dissatisfaction for these women, perhaps, was that they couldn’t figure out who the mystery owner behind Mingliu was.
But it was undeniable to the outside world that the controversial Mingliu would become legendary.