Ling Momo saw Jian Chenxi’s discomfited expression fully and felt even more pride deep within. She walked elegantly toward Zhang Lunan. As she passed Jian Chenxi, she imitated her earlier behavior and fiercely bumped into her with her waist. However, that was not all; in the next second, as she lifted and set down her foot, she stepped hard on Jian Chenxi’s instep with her high heels. She didn’t forget to twist it viciously twice before finally speaking, "Mr. Zhang, thank you." Ling Momo’s voice conveniently covered up the low pain moans of Jian Chenxi.
Ling Momo stood with her back against Jian Chenxi, perfectly blocking her from Zhang Lunan’s view. As she spoke, she deliberately raised her voice a bit, so Zhang Lunan couldn’t hear Jian Chenxi’s whimper of pain at all.
The high-heeled shoes worn at such banquets are always as tall and as slender as possible, which makes them look the most beautiful, delicate, and perfect.
As a result, the step Ling Momo took caused Jian Chenxi excruciating heart-wrenching pain. Looking down, she saw her exposed instep swollen and red.
However, having so many people around, Jian Chenxi needed to maintain her best image. Although she felt like jumping in pain, she could only grit her teeth and stand there with a smile, keeping a poised posture.
"Miss Ling is really too polite. How about we go over there for me to offer Miss Ling a drink?" Zhang Lunan, in his thirties, dressed in a suit, exuded an excellent demeanor as he assessed Ling Momo and smiled.
Ling Momo came highly recommended to Zhang Lunan by Chen Wanru, and he had noticed Ling Momo well before her performance on stage, which completely captivated him.
Now, having a closer look, he found that Ling Momo indeed had exceptionally delicate features.
Despite having seen countless stars and singers, Zhang Lunan found this girl particularly special.
Pure and clean, untainted.
Seeing Zhang Lunan’s talent and gentlemanly attitude, Ling Momo nodded slightly in agreement.
Zhang Lunan immediately smiled broadly, turning to Jian Chenxi and said, "Miss Jian, then I and Miss Ling will head over there first."
Jian Chenxi felt only the pain in her foot and was struggling to keep her smile; she had reached her limit. Now, seeing Zhang Lunan speaking to her, she was forced to reply, "Hmm, alright, Mr. Zhang, enjoy yourself." Jian Chenxi’s tone was somewhat stiff, and after she finished speaking, she even inhaled a sharp breath of air.
Her state of being made Zhang Lunan look cold indeed, and his expression turned slightly displeased.
In this circle, whether a singer or a star, everyone ultimately was still dependent on the faces of these wealthy men.
To rise in rank or pull in investments, all depended on these rich men.
And these rich men weren’t truly engrossed in these singers or stars; it was more about using their presence to flaunt their status and wealth.
Thus, stars were always overwhelmingly flattering toward people like Zhang Lunan, but Jian Chenxi just made a significant faux pas.
Zhang Lunan snorted and turned his head, giving Ling Momo a slight smile as he led her to the side.
Jian Chenxi also realized she had angered Zhang Lunan and subconsciously wanted to catch up and mollify him, but the pain in her foot made her unable to move. She could only glare fiercely and venomously at the elegantly departing figure of Ling Momo.