"Attending the banquet?" Han Wanwan raised the corner of her eye. Keeping her trapped in the villa for so long, what was the difference from captivity? And now, without any explanation, he wanted to take her to a banquet?
Ha!
Do they really think Black Spade K is made for being bossed around at will?
Han Wanwan decisively refused, "I’m not going."
"Silly child, how can you not go? This is a great opportunity to improve your relationship with Fourth Master."
Mrs. Wu assud Han Wanwan was still mad at Fourth Master and persuaded her earnestly.
No wonder, Fourth Master’s temperant is too cold. Previously, Miss Han did so many outrageous things, naturally making Fourth Master unhappy. He was already not fond of her, and recently the two of them have been giving each other the cold shoulder for several days. Fourth Master isn’t even returning to the villa now, which is really making her worried.
In her opinion, those actions seed like Miss Han just wanted to gain Fourth Master’s attention but didn’t know the right way. She understood Miss Han was inherently kind-hearted, and now that there’s a chance to improve their relationship, she sincerely hoped Miss Han would seize it.
So, she earnestly said, "Miss Han, you’ve been pursuing Fourth Master for so long, how can you give up halfway? You see, this whole ti you haven’t even reached out to Fourth Master, and now he has sent word to take you to a banquet. What does that an? It ans Fourth Master is starting to notice you! If you can show the sa persistence as before, who knows, you might actually win his heart."
Taking her to a banquet indicates Fourth Master is ready to publicly acknowledge Miss Han’s identity. This indirectly acknowledges the marriage!
Han Wanwan rolled her eyes. She didn’t believe Chu Ge would be so kind-hearted.
Although she internally rejected the idea, she still obediently sat in front of the dressing table. If she had a chance to escape the villa, she would be foolish not to use it!
Looking at herself in the mirror, with collagen-filled cheeks, she didn’t look at all like soone who had been tanned by living in the countryside, though her hands were slightly rough.
She had previously held guns and wielded sticks, already forming a thin layer of calluses, but these hands were different. Her fingers were a bit long, probably coarsened from manual labor, but with care, they wouldn’t affect her appearance. With proper maintenance, she would be fine.
An hour later, Han Wanwan looked at herself in the mirror and barely recognized herself.
She bewilderedly touched her face, sharp chin, big eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, with delicate and understated features, she had to admit she was a natural beauty, complented by the light blue chiffon dress she wore, emphasizing her gracefulness.
Is this girl even twenty?
...
The feast celebrating the Frontier’s conquest was held in a seven-star hotel, starting at three o’clock in the afternoon. The area within a five hundred ter radius around the hotel was cleared, establishing a third-level alert status, with a soldier stationed every ten steps, ready for any situation.
Han Wanwan sat in the backseat of the military vehicle, her gaze sweeping over the soldiers. She knew that although only these soldiers were visibly present, hidden in the shadows were nurous An Ying mbers. If anyone dared to cause trouble, their brain would be blown out in an instant.
It seed that M Country had put great importance on Chu Ge. Such a massive display for a single appointnt as the Frontier commander was astonishing.
She hadn’t had any mission assignnts in M Country before, so she was unfamiliar with the situation there. Seeing such a scene today slightly shocked her. M Country was indeed a strong nation, she couldn’t deny that. A country governed by military might, comparing martial force, J Country couldn’t compete.
And precisely because of this, the higher-ups never assigned assassination tasks in M Country. Instead, J Country often appeased M Country.
But none of this concerned her, so she hadn’t paid much attention before.
After getting out of the car, Han Wanwan walked into the banquet hall under everyone’s gaze.
At this mont, the banquet hall was bustling, filled with laughter and music, n and won enjoying themselves.
Han Wanwan’s entrance didn’t cause much of a stir, only those near the entrance noticed her.
"Who is that?"
"No idea, is she so family’s daughter? I haven’t seen her before."
"The dress she’s wearing is designed by Mr.D, there’s only one in the world. Which family’s heiress is so wealthy?"
"This dress isn’t sothing money can just buy..."
The mixed discussions drifted into Han Wanwan’s ears, a faint, invisible curve appeared at the corner of her lips.
She straightened her back, confidently scanning the room. She had attended many events like this, it was impossible for her to feel stage fright, but not knowing anyone here, she hesitated about where to go.
"Oh, isn’t this Han Wanwan?" A woman who recognized her gracefully approached, dressed in a black evening gown, with a matching headdress, appearing both noble and elegant.
Han Wanwan coldly glanced at her. She instantly recognized her; it seed she was an acquaintance. She decided to wait and see how things played out.
"Tang Sisi, do you know her?" the woman’s companion asked.
The woman nad Tang Sisi arrogantly lifted her chin, nodding slightly, her tone carrying a hint of disdain, "Of course I know her, she’s Han Wanwan. How could I not know?"
"What?" Upon hearing Tang Sisi say the woman in front was Han Wanwan, the nearby won were shocked.
"No way? How can she be that country bumpkin Han Wanwan? Tang Sisi, you must be mistaken."
"Exactly, we’ve all seen Han Wanwan, always dressed like so non-mainstream person, behaving rudely, but compared to this woman..."
The person hesitated, noticing there was an undeniable difference in their deanor, but upon closer inspection, Han Wanwan, even with minimal makeup, resembled Han Wanwan in facial features. The disparity in elegance, though, made it hard to believe they were the sa person.
Han Wanwan coldly watched them discuss her, without uttering a word.
"Han Wanwan, do you think by clinging onto Chu Ge, you’ve transford into a phoenix?"
Tang Sisi, in seven-centiter high heels, arrogantly walked up to Han Wanwan, then softly murmured into her ear, "Han Wanwan, don’t think just because you escaped once, I can’t do anything about you. This ti you were lucky. Next ti, you won’t be as fortunate."
Han Wanwan’s clear eyes flashed with confusion as she looked at Tang Sisi, puzzled by her words.
Does this an the original owner’s car accident wasn’t an accident? Was it not a reckless sche to win Chu Ge’s favor?
Thinking about it, who would joke around with their life?
Seeing the brief flash of confusion on Han Wanwan’s face, Tang Sisi contemptuously curled her lips, "I knew you wouldn’t believe the car incident was orchestrated by . Unfortunately, it didn’t kill you that ti."
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