In short, the higher up in society, the fewer people whose wealth is completely clean.

By the way, each invited guest can bring one extra person along.

The first person Lin Dong thought of was, of course, the alluring and charming Qiu Shuzhen.

Unfortunately, Lin Dong had no reputation whatsoever in Hong Kong, and his identity as the behind-the-scenes boss of the Dragon Gang was not something that could be openly acknowledged.

The only thing that's acceptable is his identity as the owner and investor of Longteng Pictures.

Therefore, bringing along Qiu Shuzhen, currently the most popular actress at DragonTV, is a good way to boost one's own profile...

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Today, Chingmy Yau is very depressed.

Because of the Hennessy Road shooting, her residence has been staked out by paparazzi for three days.

During this time, even though she thought about Lin Dong every moment, she couldn't go to see him.

She was well aware of the capabilities of the Hong Kong paparazzi.

When it comes to stalking and secret filming, even the CIA would have to admit defeat.

So, Chingmy Yau has been too lazy to go out these past few days, since she doesn't have any engagements or filming commitments lately.

If you need to buy anything, just have your Filipino maid go out to buy it.

These days without seeing Lin Dong are truly unbearable.

Having fallen in love, Goddess Qiu could only call Lin Dong from time to time to ease her longing with a few words over the phone.

What's annoying is that, out of three calls, Lin Dong either got a busy signal or didn't answer at least two of them.

This ambiguous attitude only fueled the intense desire of the beautiful Qiu, who was deeply in love with him, making her even more restless and tormented by the mix of love and hate.

Chiu Shu-chen never imagined that she would be so infatuated with a man at such an advanced age.

Is this what the world calls a karmic entanglement?

"well......"

Chiu Shu-chen rested her chin on her hands, gazing wistfully out the window.

At the entrance of the apartment building downstairs, a dozen paparazzi with cameras were idly drinking milk tea and chatting.

Further along the green belt, some paparazzi were sitting on a few benches.

Chiu Shu-chen shook her head and sighed again.

It's unclear whether he was admiring the paparazzi's dedication or lamenting his own infatuation.

"Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Chiu Shu-chen frowned, thinking, "The nanny went out to buy groceries and came back so quickly?"

It's only a little past 9 a.m., so this shouldn't be the case.

Could it be the paparazzi downstairs?

It's even more impossible to think about. No matter how cunning these people are, they wouldn't dare to ring her doorbell so easily, right?

After all, the property security downstairs in the apartment building is not to be underestimated; without a resident's card, outsiders simply cannot get up.

With a puzzled look in her eyes, Qiu Shuzhen put one eye close to the peephole in the center of the door.

The person standing outside the door almost made her jump.