noffsinger Chapter 64 The Ball
Chapter 64 The Ball
Lingxia, wearing a mask, followed Yi'an through the door.
The hall was bustling with people.
Everyone wore masks; perhaps wearing masks made people more relaxed.
Ling Xia took her seat on a sofa in a corner of the banquet hall.
They watched the men and women dancing.
She observed everyone around her with a somewhat aloof air, like an outsider.
In the end, she picked up her phone.
I think it's better to look at my phone for a while.
I've been so busy all day that I haven't had time to check WeChat. My long, slender, fair fingers tapped to open WeChat.
Sister Zhao already has more than a dozen WeChat profile pictures.
Ling Xia: ? ? ?
Didn't she say she was going to Teacher Liao's birthday party today? Why did she send so many messages?
With that in mind, Ling Xia clicked on Sister Zhao's profile picture.
31 new messages were seen.
The last message was a long one, lasting 31 seconds.
What happened that made her send such a message?
With trembling hands, she clicked on the voice message.
Sister Zhao's stern voice rang out.
"Xia, did you go to the convenience store to buy ice cream and snacks yesterday? Don't deny it."
"Your photos with strangers have appeared in entertainment news on various platforms."
“You’re a celebrity, you have to control yourself. I took your snacks with me, and you went and bought some more. How can you not give me peace of mind?”
"And aren't you going to a banquet today? Aren't you worried about getting puffy tomorrow if you eat ice cream tonight?"
"I'll come over to your place in a bit and take all your stuff, including all the junk food, of course. Don't say I didn't warn you."
"I think you should renew your contract with your current fitness coach for another month."
"The day after tomorrow, you'll be participating in a variety show called 'Happy Sunday' with the main cast and crew of the TV series 'The Strategy of Warring States'. The series is about to finish airing, so the production team is arranging one last promotional event."
"Later, an international high-end brand appointed you as its brand ambassador in China, and you will need to film a promotional video."
"In other words, your commercial value has skyrocketed, and you've caught the eye of international brands."
"The most important thing is not to eat too much tonight," Sister Zhao emphasized in the last sentence.
After listening to Sister Zhao's voice message, Ling Xia exclaimed, "Wow, she's so eloquent!"
She summarized the information she had gathered.
Okay, the thief has been caught. It was Sister Zhao; she confessed without being asked.
A photo I took with fans of the show while shopping yesterday went viral.
The worst part is that the snacks I just bought are going to be stolen by Sister Zhao... no... forcibly taken away.
Ling Xia, who is currently at a banquet, has no choice but to go home and keep her snacks, so she goes online to check her own news.
A quick search reveals the answer.
She spotted her own photo immediately.
A netizen posted on Bolun: "I ran into Ni Chang. She's so beautiful and gentle. She even likes this flavor of ice cream."
The number of reposts was surprisingly good.
Who can blame them when the Warring States Policy is so popular right now?
Discussions could be heard everywhere, whether in leisure venues or workplaces.
Lingxia took a glass of juice and gulped down half of it. She glanced around the lobby and then continued to wait in the corner.
Not far from her, several masked women had gathered, though it was unclear when.
As the saying goes, where there are women, there will be gossip, especially in places with many women, including heiresses and ladies of high society.
Xia's gossipy heart also took flight.
I pricked up my ears and leaned back a little, as if I could hear more clearly if I got a little closer.
They first exchanged pleasantries and chatted about their recent lives, then the topic shifted and they began to discuss the host of the banquet.
"Sigh, look at all the women with impure motives who came today. Many bosses usually only bring their wives to banquets, but now they've brought their daughters in as well. I think they're mainly here for the current president of the Lin family, the golden bachelor."
A woman sighed, then glanced disdainfully at Ling Xia, who was sitting in the corner playing on her phone, and unequivocally categorized her as a "woman with impure intentions."
Ling Xia turned her head and made eye contact with the woman who had just spoken.
Ling Xia: ? ? ?
Even this person got caught in the crossfire.
This pot fell from the sky!
She did nothing wrong, yet she was accused of having impure intentions. Where can you find justice in this?
Oh no, that's not right either. Apart from her, all the women at the ball had impure intentions.
The woman glanced at her and snorted, treating her as a potential enemy.
“I always made time to attend the Lin family’s banquets before, and even if I didn’t have time, I would squeeze in time to attend. But I didn’t see Lin Tingshen at any of those banquets. I don’t know if he will show up this year,” another woman said.
The older woman said from the side, "You guys are so out of touch. Today is the 35th wedding anniversary of the former president of the Lin Group, and it's also the president's wife's birthday. How could their son not be there to congratulate them?" Then she suddenly lowered her voice and said, "I heard from my husband that today, Lin Tingshen, the current president of the Lin Group, will be choosing a dance partner at the ball for a duet performance."
“If my child weren’t a boy, I wouldn’t have told you the news.”
"Is this true? If so, we have a chance!" a woman asked excitedly, tugging at the man's arm.
The older woman nodded, as if to say, "I know more than you do, come and ask me."
Then a woman in a long black dress came from the side and gave him a haughty look.
"Don't be too happy yet. I heard that President Lin's childhood sweetheart, Luo Wenyin, returned a few days ago. The two families have a deep relationship, and she will definitely attend this masquerade ball today."
The woman who spoke first said, "They've only been going to school together since they were little, and after all these years, there hasn't been a single sound between them. That means they're not attracted to each other at all."
"That seems to make sense. Then we still have a chance."
I overheard some gossip about the boss.
The boss's childhood sweetheart also came.
Lo Wen-yin
I don't know what kind of woman she is.
Xia became somewhat interested.
"I've met the Lin family's son. He's very handsome, over 1.18 meters tall. Besides, his mother, Liao Juan, was the nation's first love. How could her son be anything less than perfect?" A middle-aged woman, adorned with jewels, had been listening to them talk about it. But when the topic turned to whether she had met Lin Tingshen, she became interested and the conversation continued.
Because Lin Tingshen was a controversial figure, other women, like Ling Xia, gradually gathered around him, eager to hear the latest news.
"Is it true? Are you sure he's handsome? If so, then I won't hold back. I'll definitely get the right to be Lin Tingshen's dance partner." One of the girls took off her shawl, revealing her impressive bust.
The women fell silent, their eyes fixed on her chest—a sign of their displeasure.
Seeing this, Ling Xia also looked down at her own body and touched it.
She is just as good as anyone else.