“Doesn’t this give us another secret to hold over her? She wouldn’t want the Mad Dog or Shen Ruoshuang to know she stayed out all night,” Lu Zhou noted. She didn’t share Qin Jiashu’s level of possessiveness. She just shrugged, looking forward to interrogating the Little White Rabbit about who she’d spent the night with.
With the banquet tonight, Lu Zhou didn’t stay long and headed back to the Lu family home.
During the morning, Qin Jiashu received a tip from an “ally.”
There was no flight information indicating Bai Ran was returning. She wouldn’t be attending the banquet.
That crazy woman really didn’t hide anything? Lu Zhou marveled.
Qin Jiashu, however, was already plotting something else. As long as Bai Ran didn’t come, none of the other people coveting Xu Yinian would be a threat at the banquet.
Most importantly, she was the only one who had “come out.” She was fearless of her family’s gaze and could openly bring a “female companion” to the event.
Meanwhile, those usually arrogant and unrestrained darlings of fortune didn’t have the strength to defy their family heads. None of them would dare bring Xu Yinian into their family’s line of sight.
Which meant…
If she took her girlfriend to the gala, the likes of Shen Ruoshuang, Ji Yan, and Lu Zhou could only watch from a distance.
Thinking of this, Qin Jiashu’s fox eyes curved into a mischievous smile. She sent a “bait” message to Xu Yinian to see if she’d bite:
[There’s a banquet at the Bai house tonight. Bai Ran might be back. Do you want to see her? I can take you.]
The moment Xu Yinian saw Sister Ran’s name, she lost all reason and rushed over.
Qin Jiashu watched the girl arrive in a hurry. Drawing on her extensive experience, she narrowed her eyes, scanning Xu Yinian’s limited exposed skin and her gait. She didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.
She decided to keep the “staying out all night” secret tucked away for now, so as not to spook the prey.
“Sister… Sister Ran…”
“Shouldn’t Baby call me ‘Sister’ and beg me first?”
Xu Yinian looked at her pleadingly, her submissiveness enough to make anyone’s heart melt. “Sister… please.”
Qin Jiashu’s mood soured again when she realized Xu Yinian was doing all this for her “Dear Sister Ran.”
The thought that Bai Ran wouldn’t be there—and that none of those obsessed mad dogs and perverts would get a single bite of Xu Yinian—made the “wicked woman” smile in Qin Jiashu’s eyes grow even more pronounced.
“This afternoon, I’m taking you to a friend’s studio to get your makeup done and borrow some clothes. Oh, it’s that person you met before, Huo Ci. She’s a fashion designer and collector.”
“I… I have to do all that?”
Xu Yinian had assumed they would be sneaking in. She hadn’t expected a grand entrance in full formal wear, which would undoubtedly draw countless eyes.
“As my female companion. Aren’t you my girlfriend, baby? Are you really that surprised?”
“Female companion?!” The panic was written all over Xu Yinian’s face. If Sister Ran saw them and misunderstood, what would she do?
“Who knows who is currently monitoring and controlling your Sister Ran? You can’t just expect to slip away and find her on your own. You have to wait for an opportunity at the banquet.”
“If you don’t want to go, forget it,” Qin Jiashu added, deliberately provoking her. “Who knows when you’ll get another chance to see her.”
Sure enough, after a moment of internal struggle, Xu Yinian relented. “O-okay… But please, don’t act like that in front of Sister Ran.”
Although Qin Jiashu wouldn’t actually dare to flaunt her relationship in front of that particular psychopath, the request still made her grit her teeth in jealousy.
Huo Ci had worked as a designer for a certain French luxury house abroad in her early years before returning home to open her own brand and studio. Recently, she had gained a fair amount of fame after several of her haute couture red-carpet gowns went viral for their stunning beauty.
When the two arrived at the studio, the building was bustling with models shooting indoor photos for the early spring collection.
Xu Yinian was rendered speechless by the sheer presence of the tall, imposing models as they shared an elevator. Qin Jiashu blended in seamlessly among them, her height—boosted by several centimeters by her heels—making her look perfectly at home.
However, most of those models had sharp, cold features, contrasting sharply with Qin Jiashu’s vibrant, intense beauty.
Suddenly, Xu Yinian thought of Ji Yan—the way she looked like a walking editorial spread even just standing under a streetlamp. With her looks, Ji Yan would be the center of attention whether she debuted as an idol or a model, as if she were born to live under the spotlight.
…And yet, she was the one who hated being on camera the most.
Huo Ci was the same enthusiastic woman they had met at the Hot Spring Hotel. Having just come off a work shift, her eyes lit up the moment she saw Yinian.
“Little Bunny, we meet again~”
Despite her words, the memory of the girl who had run away while being fought over by three different people still lingered. Huo Ci was still a bit shaken; she didn’t dare provoke Yinian again, let alone pinch her cheeks.
The image of Ji Yan grabbing Qin Jiashu by the collar and demanding answers was terrifying enough…!
Even though Qin Jiashu had repeatedly insisted that Yinian was her girlfriend and flaunted their relationship on Moments, Huo Ci still didn’t quite believe it. Could Qin Jiashu really hold her own against the likes of Lu Zhou and Ji Yan?
Before she could even get close, Qin Jiashu stepped forward to block her, acting wary. “Are the two dresses I asked for ready?”
While Qin Jiashu usually supported her friend’s business, this was a high-society banquet. If one didn’t have luxury haute couture and jewels, rivals would snidely ask if their family’s stock prices had plummeted again.
Though the Qin family wasn’t the most powerful, they owned a media company and controlled a significant portion of public opinion and online discourse. They had cultivated “good karma” with most of the elite families in the Capital.
Qin Jiashu, a broadcast major, was following in her mother’s footsteps. Beautiful and socially adept, she always aimed to be the showstopper, outshining everyone like a red-carpet finale.
For this occasion, she had asked Huo Ci to use her internal channels to secure a red rose haute couture gown from a famous “D-brand.” It was a domestic premiere, and the sizing was barely a fit. She had been waiting for this dress since she first saw a leaked photo of it from a friend.
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