Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Waiting to See Her Make a Fool of Herself

Not far away, the peerless beauty in the qipao lifted her red wine glass and made a small toasting gesture in their direction.

Then she smiled and took a sip.

The entire movement was elegant and composed, like an intimate greeting between close friends.

It only made Su Luo Yu feel more offended.

“Since she wants to be famous,” Su Luo Yu said, voice sweet and sharp at once, “then today, I’ll make sure she never dares show her face in front of people again.”

The women behind her watched as she stepped forward in princess heels, posture proud, walking straight toward Qiao Qing Yan.

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[Master, why did you provoke that person? That girl’s identity isn’t simple.]

Qiao Qing Yan only smiled.

Any artist who could get in here couldn’t have a simple background. And Su Luo Yu could even bring other artists with her.

Her identity wasn’t hard to guess.

[But Master, this Su Luo Yu… it feels like we’ve seen her somewhere before.]

Qiao Qing Yan watched Su Luo Yu approach, her smile deepening.

Of course they’d seen her. On an awards-show red carpet…

Back then, Su Luo Yu had been walking right behind her. And because of a small accident, Qiao Qing Yan had picked up a fan’s light board halfway down the carpet, stepped back a few meters, and returned it.

Every camera had swung toward her.

Everyone entering behind her had been ignored.

[Master, so you did it on purpose just now…]

Little Tabby Cat suddenly remembered.

Before leaving, Master had somehow taken out a grandmother-green necklace and put it on—then even snapped a close-up and posted it online.

[Master, she’s definitely coming with bad intentions. Be careful.]

The worry was unnecessary.

The one who needed to be careful was the overly proud Su Luo Yu.

“Senior Qiao.” Su Luo Yu stopped in front of her, sweet smile in place, her Lolita dress making her look like an innocent girl who’d never seen a cruel world. “Long time no see. It really is you.”

Qiao Qing Yan didn’t move. She held her wine glass and looked at Su Luo Yu with mild interest, as if she were watching a performance unfold exactly as expected.

Sure enough, the next second, Su Luo Yu’s lips pouted, her eyes turning wet. “Senior Qiao, do you not like me? Is that why you’re ignoring me on purpose…?”

Qiao Qing Yan kept smiling, her eyes saying, Go on.

Su Luo Yu clenched her teeth.

With Qiao Qing Yan’s old personality, she’d have bitten the hook already. So why wouldn’t she take the bait today?

It was as if Su Luo Yu’s friendliness and flattery were nothing.

“Senior Qiao…” Su Luo Yu’s wronged tone rose slightly, carrying across the space.

It drew attention immediately.

“That’s…”

“Isn’t that the Su family’s little princess?”

“That woman has a death wish. How dare she offend the Su family’s darling? The Su family is famous for protecting their own.”

“I heard the little princess call her ‘Senior.’ Is she in entertainment?”

“Hiss. Bold. A nobody from the entertainment industry daring to go up against the Su family’s jewel.”

More and more eyes turned toward them.

Then the hotel manager arrived in a hurry, flanked by attendants.

“Sorry, Miss.” His smile was polite, his words careful, but everyone heard the meaning behind them. “We just received a report that someone used a forged invitation to enter the venue.”

He held out his hand. “Could you please show your invitation so we can verify it?”

Almost half the hall began to watch.

A shameless celebrity sneaking in with a fake invitation, only to be exposed at a charity gala?

Everyone could already imagine how this would end.

Offending the Su family was bad enough.

Trying to disrupt this gala? She wouldn’t survive in the circle after tonight—not in Cloud City, and certainly not near the Capital.