Jiang Yue never needs to dress up elaborately when she goes out; even her casual outfits can outshine everyone else.

She has a great figure, with straight and long legs, a slim waist, and a large bust; she's almost as stunning as the beauties in comics.

Since she was going out to play, Jiang Yue decided to find the clothes she had bought online before. She opened the closet and searched everywhere but couldn't find them.

Um? ? ?

Jiang Yue clearly remembered that she had someone put it in the walk-in closet, so how could she not find it?

But the truth is, it's gone.

Is there a thief in the house? Why would they steal her clothes when there's a house full of valuable gold and jewelry?

After much deliberation, Jiang Yue finally settled on a black fitted dress and paired it with a choker she had previously bought, studded with silver diamonds.

The woman in the dressing mirror was tall and slender with a graceful figure. Her exposed skin was as white as snow, and her long, loose hair made her skin appear even more translucent.

At 8 p.m., Jiang Yue asked the driver to take her to Nightfall.

Ordinary people can't usually get into this place; it's a place for the powerful and wealthy to indulge in pleasure, so naturally, it's divided into different classes.

Ding Ru had no good intentions tonight and was full of wicked ideas waiting to be spilled, so when she received Jiang Yue's call asking her to come down and pick her up, she forced herself to hold back.

Miss Ding dressed up specially before going out tonight, determined not to be outshone by Jiang Yue. She told Qin Qin, "I'm going downstairs to pick up Jiang Yue. You guys get ready."

Qin Qin crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh, "I know."

As Ding Ru entered the elevator, that unpleasant feeling grew stronger. Why did she feel like a gofer?

Jiang Yue isn't that stupid! She can't even find the front door?!

Besides, aren't there bodyguards downstairs? Why not just point to any bodyguard and bring them up?

As Ding Ru was feeling indignant and lost in thought, the elevator arrived at the first floor. She stepped out in her high heels, then stopped, took out a mirror from her small bag, checked herself again to make sure her makeup wasn't ruined, and then walked out looking perfect.

Jiang Yue didn't even get out of the car. Ding Ru knocked on her car window and forced a smile: "Let's go, let's go up together."

Jiang Yue got out of the car and glanced at Ding Ru. Her cool gaze gave off an air of all-knowing authority.

Ding Ru's heart skipped a beat, and she was also somewhat intimidated by her imposing aura.

"Is it fun?"

Jiang Yue had never been here before and was very curious, but she didn't want to appear naive or unsophisticated, lest she be looked down upon.

So she put on a slightly arrogant, stiff face and asked those three words awkwardly.

Each word, spoken in a slightly delicate tone, sounded rather sweet.

Ding Ru didn't want to talk to her at first. She had never dared to speak in such a tone before. She didn't know what was wrong with her these two times! She was incredibly arrogant.

She's even more of a pampered young lady than she is, a genuine heiress.

Ding Ru thought that a small act of impatience could ruin a big plan. She had no idea what Jiang Yue's temper was like now, and if she ignored her, she might accidentally anger her.

Then their schemes tonight won't work.

"It's funny. We've seen what's going on online these days. Your haters are relentlessly attacking you, which is really affecting your mood. Let's relax tonight and forget about those troubles."

Ding Ru and Qin Qin certainly wouldn't be as foolish as Jiang Yue, resorting to those low-down, despicable methods to harm people.

True masters usually use others to do their dirty work.

Jiang Yue's stupidity had already taken root in their hearts. This fool was too easy to manipulate, and the tricks of sowing discord worked every time on her.

Ding Ru silently gazed at Jiang Yue's profile, feeling a surge of smugness. The thought of the epic battle tonight was already making her impatient.

However, she was also a little jealous.

Even with her face bare, Jiang Yue was still incredibly charming.

With dark eyes, clear eyebrows, thick eyelashes, and particularly exquisite bone structure, she was born to make a living based on her looks.

"Yueyue, it's been a long time."

Qin Qin's voice, like her appearance, carries a subtle scholarly air, and a faint smile plays on her lips, making her seem like a very easygoing person.

Jiang Yue didn't have a strong impression of the people in front of her.

Mo Yue could match the names in that fake sisterhood group.

She wasn't unaware of the ulterior motives these people harbored; although they hid it well, the subtle glances in their eyes betrayed their ill intentions.

Jiang Yue didn't take it to heart; when it came to scheming, they might not be able to match her.

However, Her Highness disliked using such useless schemes; all the scheming and plotting ultimately came to nothing.

Ding Ru poured Jiang Yue a glass of wine, and then casually brought it up: "You used to always cry and complain to us about Zhou Ji's scandals and his pretty assistant at the company. How are things now?"

Jiang Yue picked up the wine glass in front of her, took a small sip, and thought it tasted good; it must be very expensive.

She feigned ignorance: "I forgot."

Ding Ru didn't believe it. She continued mysteriously, "There are a few new young people here who know how to get along with things. They're also quite good-looking. How about we invite a few in to sing with you?"

Many marriages between wealthy families end in infidelity between the couples.

However, Jiang Yue didn't have the qualifications or the confidence to do so. She and Zhou Ji each went their own way, and Zhou Ji was known in the industry for being a perfectionist and would never accept his wife's infidelity.

The Zhou family couldn't accept it either.

Ding Ru and Qin Qin were scheming. Jiang Yue was easy to fool. Once she was completely charmed by the smooth-talking pretty boy, her good days would be over.

Jiang Yue put down her wine glass, already guessing what they wanted to do: to use their beauty to corrupt her.

Is there really such a good thing?

She said calmly, "Let's take a look."

Ding Ru and Qin Qin exchanged a glance and smiled slightly. "Okay, I promise you'll have a wonderful night and forget all the troubles of the world."

The manager soon brought a group of handsome young men.

They all look like male college students.

Jiang Yue sat on the sofa, raising her eyes to casually scan the room, examining each item one by one, unable to discern whether she liked or disliked them.

Ding Ru thought she was still scared, so she decided to give her a strong dose of medicine: "I just saw a man who looks a bit like Zhou Ji. Should we call him over?"

"And it's just singing, it's nothing special."

Jiang Yue pretended to be reluctant and hesitant.

Ding Ru couldn't sit still any longer and continued, "Tonight's expenses will all be paid for under my account, so your husband won't find out."

Jiang Yue pretended to be seriously considering it, and after a while, she pointed to the tallest man in the middle: "Him."

Ding Ru breathed a sigh of relief; at least the fish had taken the bait.

The next second, Jiang Yue pointed to several more: "And them, all of you stay here."

Ding Ru: ? ? ?

She looked over and noticed that Jiang Yue had selected only muscular, athletic men.

At this moment, Jiang Yue seemed completely free of the hesitation, the pangs of conscience, and the moral constraints of her married status that had plagued her earlier. She said with complete ease, "You all come and sit next to me, sit closer."