“It’s a long story,” Song Minghe said. “Let’s find a place to talk about it.”

Quan Jingzhou frowned and remained silent.

He lowered his eyes and asked Yu Guanguan in a low voice, "Guanguan, should I go?"

Mo Anran's expression changed; she hadn't expected him to ask this woman's opinion on something as simple as this.

"Why don't you go?" Yu Guanguan said. "It seems Mr. Song will feel uneasy if you don't express your opinion."

Her blunt answer caused Song Minghe's face to darken, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He bent down, picked up Mo Anran, and said, "Let's go upstairs to our room to talk."

Quan Jingzhou pursed his thin lips, and after a long while, he uttered a single word, "Okay."

He then grabbed Yu Guanguan's hand and led her upstairs.

"Wait!" Song Minghe suddenly stopped them. "She can't go."

Quan Jingzhou's expression darkened, and his aura turned icy.

Song Minghe's reason was quite valid: "The reason why An Ran fell has not yet been determined, and Yu Guanguan is the most suspicious."

Quan Jingzhou narrowed his eyes. "This matter has nothing to do with her."

“Since it has nothing to do with her, she should avoid suspicion. That incident involved An Ran’s privacy, and I don’t want too many people to know about it.”

Yu Guanguan could tell that Song Minghe wanted to exclude her.

Anyway, she wasn't interested in the awful things they'd done, so she nudged Quan Jingzhou and said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

“…Okay.” Quan Jingzhou touched her little face. “I’ll be there soon.”

"Um."

Song Minghe and the others went to the second floor.

Yu Guanguan did not leave immediately, but wandered around the lounge.

As it turned out, she actually discovered something.

Right where Mo Anran had just slumped down, she found a small piece of broken heel.

The heel was also cut off with a knife.

Yu Guanguan smiled and picked up the heel.

Mo Anran is really ruthless to herself; in order to make the performance more realistic, she even broke her shoe heel.

No wonder she collapsed even though she hadn't used any force.

Then, going along with the flow, he and Song Minghe staged a charade, their self-inflicted suffering so convincing that the audience was almost moved to tears.

With acting skills like that, it's a shame she's not an actress.

Yu Guanguan packed her things away and turned to leave the lounge.

As soon as I entered the lobby, I was immediately surrounded by several socialites and heiresses.

It turns out they wanted to find the same clothes as Yu Guanguan.

Yu Guanguan scratched her head. "This is a custom-made item that I made myself. It's not for sale."

"Ms. Yu, please be sure to let us know once you have registered your own brand."

“Yes,” one of the socialites said enviously. “Miss Yu, your skin is so good. How do you take care of it? And your clothes are so beautiful.”

"She's a perfect clothes hanger; she looks good in anything."

"Forehead……"

Yu Guanguan rarely appeared in high society, and unlike Yu Ziling, she was not vain. She was really not good at dealing with such envious compliments.

Yu Ziling stood in the corner, watching Yu Guanguan being fawned over by many people, and was so angry that she almost crushed the wine glass in her hand.

In the past, these socialites would always fawn over her.

Now, Yu Guanguan has stolen all the limelight that belonged to her!

Yu Ziling put down her wine glass and saw Yu Guanguan walking towards the balcony. Without thinking, she followed her.

Yu Guanguan finally managed to escape those socialites and was holding a wine glass on the balcony for some fresh air when a familiar voice came from behind her.