Standing in the center of the banquet hall where lights intersected, she felt as if she had truly stepped into another world.
She also realized so of her past conceits.
...
o’clock at night.
A black silver two-tone Bentley smoothly drove out of the hotel’s front door, the rear window rising, rging into the never-ending river of neon-lit cars.
Lin Muxue sat in the backseat, gracefully adjusting her dress, rubbing her slightly sore ankle.
Beside her, Bei Yuwei was typing responses on her phone when she suddenly looked up at her, speaking softly, "Muxue, I’m planning to post so photos from tonight’s event on Weibo, and you’re in them. You don’t mind, do you?"
Lin Muxue paused slightly, her previously tired body unconsciously straightening a bit.
"Of course not."
"Then I’ll have my assistant post them."
"Okay." Lin Muxue nodded gently, responding modestly, yet a hard-to-suppress blush quietly spread on her cheeks.
In fact, she had absolutely no resistance to such opportunities to appear in the public eye, standing alongside celebrities and influential figures.
After a while, she finally couldn’t resist any longer, discreetly unlocked her phone, opened Weibo, and refreshed the page quietly.
In the photos, she was surrounded by several Tangzong Entertainnt celebrities and artists, smiling appropriately, her expression confident, resembling a leading lady surrounded by starlight.
Below in the comnts section, many people were also discussing her, speculating which star she might be.
Lin Muxue lightly licked her sowhat dry lips, unconsciously adjusting her posture slightly on the leather seat, twisting her waist and hips.
An indescribable sense of satisfaction and vanity, like warm spring water, enveloped her, making both her body and mind feel completely and utterly comfortable.
Next to her, Bei Yuwei’s eyes flickered.
She opened WeChat and concisely reported to Mo Xiangwan about her interactions with Lin Muxue that evening and the effect of the Weibo post.
After sending it, she finally let out a long breath, feeling relieved.
She couldn’t help but recall an incident from five days ago, a scene still leaving her uneasy.
In that spacious office, Su Yu’s cold, temperatureless eyes looked down at her, calmly asking about her relationship with Tang Song.
That invisible but overwhelmingly suffocating pressure and queen-like presence made Bei Yuwei’s psychological defenses collapse instantly, trembling as she completely confessed everything.
For this reason alone, she genuinely confird from the side the extraordinary, inseparable relationship between Su Yu and Tang Song.
The knowledge of this scared her to the point that she still hadn’t quite regained her composure.
In these past few days, even though she knew very well that Tang Song was staying in the sa Four Seasons Hotel, she didn’t dare to sneak a look at him, nor dared to contact him proactively.
Afterward, Mo Xiangwan directly assigned her to Xiang River, with her sole task being to get close to Lin Muxue and develop a good relationship at all costs.
Following instructions, she was to "spread" photos of Lin Muxue with people from Tangzong Entertainnt on the internet.
She didn’t know the true reason behind this, and didn’t dare to ask further questions.
Outside, the night view of Xiang River reflected on the Bentley’s glass, casting a layered shadow on half her face, making her look both aloof and enchanting.
Bei Yuwei sighed deeply, unable to stop Tang Song’s image from appearing in her mind.
She hadn’t expected at all.
The man who made her heart flutter, who gave her the first taste of love, Tang Song, turned out to be... Su Yu’s man.
Though her feelings for Tang Song were not pure, through several encounters, she truly developed feelings for him.
That feeling, perhaps... could also be called love.
Moreover, it was her first love.
But with Su Yu’s barrier-like connection in between, she naturally didn’t dare entertain any inappropriate thoughts.
Whenever she thought of this, her heart felt as if sothing was clutching it, making breathing difficult.
Bei Yuwei bit her lip forcefully, staring out the window lost in thought, a thick sense of lancholy rising in her eyes.
"Buzz buzz buzz——"
The vibration of her phone interrupted her thoughts.
Bei Yuwei glanced at the screen, her heart skipped a beat and she quickly opened the ssage.
[President Mo: "You’ve done well, continue to maintain a good relationship with Muxue and deepen your private interactions."]
Looking at Lin Muxue beside her, she quickly typed a reply: "Okay, President Mo!"
[President Mo: "I’ve inford your agent. Next, you’ll receive the dostic spokesperson contract for Bvlgari, and a lead role in an S-Class movie."]
Seeing this ssage, Bei Yuwei’s heart thudded strongly, but the anticipation she’d imagined didn’t quite materialize.
These were indeed the top-level resources she had always dread of, but the deep-seated lancholy still didn’t dissipate much.
The sentint was more intense than she had imagined.
"Buzz buzz buzz——" the phone vibrated again.
[President Mo: "Moreover, from now on, the company won’t touch on any level of unspoken rules with you, and all resources and conditions will be preferential to you. Lastly, I remind you that in future shoots, you can’t have any intimate scenes, particularly pay attention to avoiding private contact with n alone. Except for Tang Song. Yuwei, there are so things I won’t say much about, but you should understand the weight and possible consequences behind this. Don’t disappoint ."]
Reading this ssage, Bei Yuwei widened her eyes instantly, feeling parched, her heart seemingly about to leap out of her chest, pounding uncontrollably.
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