Chapter 234: The Women Who Come at a Flick of My Finger Are No Match for You

Yan Qingsi only managed to meet Leng Ran when she was upstairs. Even then, he only gave her a rushed hello before taking off again.

Yan Qingsi was perplexed. He was usually very chatty, what has gotten into him?

The next day, Yan Qingsi informed Miss Mai that she would not be around for the weekend.

Miss Mai softly asked, “Qingsi... You’ve been fishing for so long now. Are you planning to put out the bait soon?”

Yan Qingsi laughed. “My bait has been a long time coming.”

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The time spent shooting scenes on set were the ones Yan Qingsi enjoyed the most as it was the most peaceful. She might be tired but she was happy to be. Hustling for her work without any personal agenda was the happiest thing she could do.

The weekend came soon enough and at seven in the evening, Yue Tingfeng arrived at Yan Qingsi’s doorstep.

Yan Qingsi thought he would act on his promise right there and then but instead, he brought her straight to a studio and threw her to a group of designers. Without asking for her permission, he ordered them to have her dolled up and dressed up which they duly obliged.

The moment Yan Qingsi emerged from her makeover, Yue Tingfeng pouted. He had chosen the ugliest dress he could find. Why did she still look so good in it?

He simply nodded and said, “That’ll do. Let’s go.”

Looking at her dress and back at Yue Tingfeng, Yan Qingsi asked, “What are you trying to do?”

Yue Tingfeng draped his arm over her shoulder and said, “My friend’s sister is having her coming-of-age ceremony and he kept urging me to be there. You’ll be my partner for the night. That’ll help me tank a lot of questions.”

Yan Qingsi gave Yue Tingfeng a quizzical look before asking, “Why would you need that? Are people trying to introduce girlfriends to you?”

Yue Tingfeng harrumphed. “I’m so rich and handsome. Women are queueing up to get their hands on me. Why would I even need matchmaking?”

Yan Qingsi rolled her eyes. “Since everyone is so crazy about you, why are you dragging me here for this? Just a flick of your finger and you’ll have plenty of women fighting over this.”

“How’s that the same? The women who come with a flick of my finger can’t hold a candle to you.”

Yan Qingsi chuckled to herself, women who come with a flick of his finger were exactly like her.

“Once you’re there, you don’t need to talk. You just have to smile. Unless you meet any rude ones, then, by all means, go to town.”

Yan Qingsi simply nodded.

Their car stopped at a fancy five-star hotel. Yan Qingsi sighed to herself and thought, ‘Such a big commotion for a coming-of-age ceremony. The wealthy really have a way of spending their money. Who even does coming-of-age ceremonies in a normal, average family?’

Holding on to Yue Tingfeng’s arm, Yan Qingsi walked the red carpet leading into the entrance alongside him. A life-sized cut-out of a beautiful young lady erected at the entrance caught Yan Qingsi’s eye, below it was written the name Helan Xiuse. ‘What a beautiful name,’ Yan Qingsi thought.

Inside, the melodious tune of classical piano reverberated around the banquet hall where guests were exchanging pleasantries with one another. Every one of them was aristocrats from the upper class of society.

People came forward to greet Yue Tingfeng but he merely replied with a curt nod, not even speaking to anyone at all.

It was extremely rude of Yue Tingfeng but everyone seemed to think it was normal for him—that it was not a big deal at all.

‘This bastard sure knows how to fake a cold and arrogant image to the outside world,’ Yan Qingsi mused.

Everyone in the hall was silently sizing up Yan Qingsi. Some have already recognized her as the infamous movie star from the internet.

“Tingfeng, you’re here! I was just asking aunty if you were coming or not,” a man’s voice called out from behind them.

Yan Qingsi froze at the sound of that voice. Her grip instinctively tightened on Yue Tingfeng’s arm. He gave her a knowing look and forcefully turned her around.

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Rich man Yue: “I feel like I might end up being beaten to death, please light a candle for me!”