Lin Yanran was stunningly beautiful. Born into a prominent family, she possessed an innate aristocratic aura, resembling a fairy that had descended to earth. Her figure was top-notch, comparable to a supermodel.
At this moment, her jet black hair was piled atop her head. A necklace of priceless gems hung around her delicate, snowy neck, shimmering like a galaxy. Her gilded gold dress exemplified an ethereal nobility, and the sky-high crystal shoes she wore suggested she was above the mundane world.
At this time, her beauty was beyond description.
"Is she really that beautiful?"
In that instant, all the sales clerks in the store were dumbstruck, and even the passersby outside cast envious glances through the transparent glass walls.
"What a beautiful girl."
At this moment, Lu Qian’s sugar daddy boyfriend was practically drooling.
Lu Qian herself was stunned in place, feeling somewhat ashamed and lowered her head, unable to look directly.
It’s hard to live when comparing oneself to others.
No, she was aware of herself, believing she had no right to compare with Lin Yanran.
Standing together with Lin Yanran would simply be humiliating oneself.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, I’m asking you, do I look beautiful?"
Lin Yanran was oblivious to what had happened and was still coquettishly addressing Zhang Xiaoshan.
Every smile and frown of hers could devastate nations.
Zhang Xiaoshan, too, was fascinated and only came back to his senses after a moment.
"Hehe, hey, is this lady your friend? Hello, how do you do."
Lin Yanran walked over and greeted Lu Qian.
She did not even dare to shake hands with Lin Yanran.
The difference between them was like that of an ugly duckling and a swan.
"There’s nothing much to talk about with her, let’s go,"
Zhang Xiaoshan took Lin Yanran by the hand, paid the bill, and left.
"That dress costs one hundred thirty thousand? Is it really that expensive?"
Only then did Lu Qian dare to speak.
The sales clerk said with a smile.
"Of course, that’s the highest-end dress in our store. But for someone from Lin’s Pharmaceutical, it’s nothing at all. Oh, and that outfit the gentleman was wearing seemed like high-end merchandise too, probably cost seventy or eighty thousand."
Lu Qian was shocked upon hearing this.
Zhang Xiaoshan was wearing clothes worth seventy or eighty thousand?
This hurt her more than if she had been killed.
"You foolish woman, you dragged me in here without even understanding the situation. My goodness, it’s lucky I didn’t say much. If I had annoyed that guy, I would have been in trouble too because of you."
Lu Qian lowered her head in deflation.
For Zhang Xiaoshan, this encounter was merely a minor episode.
"Zhang Xiaoshan, do you have a grudge against that woman?"
In the car, with Lin Yanran sitting shotgun, she finally realized something.
Zhang Xiaoshan casually said,
"She’s a college mate, not exactly a grudge, just some minor frictions, not worth mentioning."
As they talked, they arrived at their destination.
"Yang City City Guest House."
Despite having a very subtle sign, the interior was anything but discreet.
In the city center was a huge yard spanning over ten acres, complete with a basketball court and a swimming pool. At this moment, the parking lot was filled with cars – Rolls-Royces, Maybachs, Ferraris, all worth millions. A million was just the entry level; Zhang Xiaoshan’s Land Rover seemed slightly out of its league here.
What was most outrageous were the license plates, each either 888, 999, or 666.
"This isn’t some investment conference, it’s clearly a high-end car show,"
Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoshan’s sigh, Lin Yanran explained with a laugh.
"Those wealthy merchants and big family members come to these gatherings to expand their connections, so they definitely bring luxury cars to show off their financial power in hopes of finding willing partners. My grandfather arranged a foreign sports car for me today too, but I thought it was too ostentatious, so I didn’t bring it."
"But it’s my first time seeing so many luxury cars too."
Curious, Zhang Xiaoshan asked upon hearing Lin Yanran’s comment.
"What, you’re Miss Lin, haven’t you been to these before?"
Lin Yanran explained,
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"This year, it’s because I found Red Sun Grass, becoming a great hero in the family, that they arranged for me to come."
"Of course, there’s another important reason. My grandfather heard about you and me. Although he didn’t say anything, I know he disapproves. His sending me here also aims at having me mingle with the young elites of top families, hoping I might find someone suitable and break up with you."
"Hehe, your grandfather really has some ideas. Knowing all this, you still brought me along; aren’t you afraid I might obstruct your romantic prospects?"
"Then you better be prepared to take responsibility for me."
Lin Yanran’s cheeks turned red, and she got out of the car first.
"Take, responsibility?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was baffled.
"I mean, Miss Lin, it was you who asked for my help, why should I take responsibility for you?"
Zhang Xiaoshan got out of the car and followed her.
"Oh come on, can’t you take a joke?"
Lin Yanran answered with a smile, yet her eyes held a faint trace of sadness.
Soon, they reached the inside.
The grand banquet hall was already filled with dozens of people. There were few elderly, just a handful, most were middle-aged men around forty or fifty years old, followed by young men and women of Lin Yanran’s age group.
Of course, the most captivating was Lin Yaran.
Suddenly, a probing call came from Zhang Xiaoshan’s side.
Zhang Xiaoshan turned his head and glanced.
As they made eye contact, they both blurted out simultaneously.
"How come you’re here too?"