Chapter 1 So this is what being single is like. ...

"How is it? Where is he?" As the event time drew closer, Luo Hongyu's tone inevitably became anxious.

"Don't worry, she's already on her way. I'll send you her phone number and WeChat ID so you can contact her yourself."

Hearing the nonchalant tone on the other end of the phone, Luo Hongyu's anger flared up again. However, at this crucial moment, losing her temper wouldn't solve anything. She tried to suppress her negative emotions and told herself to stay positive and optimistic.

But how can one be proactive?

Everyone had barely had a proper rest for almost half a month in preparation for today's event. Just when everything seemed ready, a problem arose with the models.

In half an hour, she contacted almost all the suppliers she was working with, but either there was no response, or the personnel or schedules were unsuitable. Since it was a public event, she couldn't just blindly agree to anything. Finally, a colleague reminded her that she could ask Lao Qian.

She had worked with Lao Qian a few times before, but he wasn't very reliable. However, he could occasionally come to the rescue in critical moments, so Luo Hongyu had no choice but to try anything as a last resort.

The information Lao Qian sent contained only one name: Sheng Yi.

The message following her name was a photo. She appeared to be completely without makeup, with a pure and innocent look. Her smile as she looked at the camera even carried a hint of shyness. She wasn't a striking beauty at first glance, but she looked quite pleasant.

Old Qian repeatedly assured her on the phone, "You can rest assured that I'll handle things well" and "The one I recommend to you is naturally the best." With time so tight, Luo Hongyu didn't have time to search around anymore. "Okay, she'll do."

In the end, it was all for naught.

After waiting for nearly two hours without seeing a trace of him, Lao Qian's unreliable behavior started playing out in my mind again.

Luo Hongyu couldn't help but make a phone call, but Lao Qian still had that aloof tone, which made her heart skip a beat: Could this enthusiasm be inherited from him?

Just as Luo Hongyu was feeling uneasy, an intern from the group poked his head in and knocked on the door, saying, "Sister Hong, the person has arrived."

Luo Hongyu turned around and saw a pretty girl standing there. She looked to be in her early twenties, with no makeup, wearing jeans and a windbreaker. If you didn't know her, you would think she was also a new intern.

When the girl saw her, she smiled politely and said, "Hello, Sister Hong."

The gentle tone of her voice inexplicably soothed the anxiety in her heart. Luo Hongyu nodded slightly to her, "Sheng Yi, right?" Then she called to the makeup artist behind her, "Hurry up and do her makeup."

Before Sheng Yi could catch her breath, the makeup artist pressed her down into a chair, and the large mirror reflected the scene in the room.

The dressing room didn't look very big, and a girl in a white dress was sitting next to her. When she looked at her, the other girl was also looking at her. Their eyes met unexpectedly in the mirror. The other girl didn't seem embarrassed at all and waved her hand, "Hi, my name is Xiaoyou, and I'm in the same group as you."

Sheng Yi relaxed, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Xiao You turned and picked up her phone, her fingers flying across the screen, looking quite busy. Luo Hongyu stood to the side for a moment before being hurriedly called away.

Sheng Yi sat upright in the chair, letting the makeup artist apply makeup to her face.

It seems Old Qian wasn't lying this time. As expected of a large-scale event, even the makeup artist was quite skilled; in less than twenty minutes, she was completely made up from head to toe. The new dress also felt very different from the previous one. Clearly, having a large budget makes things much easier.

Just as Sheng Yi finished sighing, Luo Hongyu strode in briskly. "It's about to start. Is everyone ready?"

"Okay, okay," Xiaoyou replied excitedly, "Is everyone here?"

She didn't name names directly, but Sheng Yi knew she was referring to Wen Shili. Over the past ten minutes, she had been forced to absorb a great deal of information from him.

Clearly, Sister Hong was aware of this as well. She didn't give a direct answer, offering only a few vague words before turning to Sheng Yi, asking, "Is everything alright?"

It's understandable to be nervous about working with such a big name on your first collaboration. Sheng Yi tried her best to put on her most sincere expression and said, "Yes, no problem."

The original model twisted her ankle on her way out, which is how this job fell to her. She could earn five hundred yuan in just three minutes on stage, and no matter what, she wouldn't allow herself to have any mishaps at this time. Sheng Yi clenched her fists, ready to be audited at any moment.

Luo Hongyu had no idea what she was thinking, but seeing her energetic appearance, she quietly relaxed.

Although Lao Qian swore he wouldn't mess things up, this event was crucial to the department's quarterly performance review. But looking at it now, it seems his words can be reliable sometimes.

Her fair skin and light-colored lipstick made her bright eyes sparkle, setting her face and making Sheng Yi look incredibly lively and approachable. How come she'd never seen this person before?

Luo Hongyu suppressed her doubts and carefully explained the precautions and procedures to them again. Sheng Yi listened attentively to everything she said with an air of learning, making Luo Hongyu's concern seem a bit unnecessary.

The event was about to begin, and Luo Hongyu didn't have time to linger. As soon as she left, Xiao You's serious expression immediately relaxed, and she playfully stuck out her tongue: "Sister Hong is so serious."

Sheng Yi smiled, unsure how to respond.

A new message notification popped up at the top of her phone screen. She clicked on it and saw the message: "Several part-time jobs available for event attendees, ages 18-23, gender not limited, salary 100 yuan/day."

Look at this day and age, even being a member of the atmosphere-building team has an age limit.

Sheng Yi scrolled up again and found that the entire part-time job group was almost filled with messages about events and shopping queuing up. It was rare to see a job recruiting fitting models, and the number of people who had signed up was already in the dozens.

It's truly a stroke of luck that she's standing here today.

She put her phone in her bag; such a wealthy patron was worth her utmost attention.

"There are just too many people here," Xiaoyou suddenly remarked from the side.

"Huh?" Sheng Yi didn't quite catch up with her train of thought for a moment, and it took her a beat to realize what she was talking about.

The event was held in the lobby on the first floor. They were in a room on the top floor, and they could still faintly hear sounds coming from the door, as if the whole mall was in an uproar.

Xiao You pulled her chair closer to her, a look of lingering fear on her face. "Serving celebrities like them must be very difficult. I feel like the fans' noise is about to lift the roof off."

Her voice was sweet; it was less like a complaint and more like a bubble rising from a honey pot, only to disappear on its own.

Perhaps because the time was approaching, the buzzing shouts grew even louder, like the volume of a market amplified a hundredfold. Sheng Yi had never seen such a scene before.

It's surprising that, even after several years, Wen Shili's name can still drive so many people crazy.

It takes at least an hour to get here from the city center, and just by listening to the noise, you can tell that the area outside is completely packed. Perhaps it's because of him that this project has such a large budget; thinking about it that way, Sheng Yi felt that he looked much kinder and more benevolent.

Who wouldn't love a mobile financial backer?

But isn't Xiaoyou also his fan?

She rushed over after receiving Lao Qian's call, and only after changing her clothes did she have time to ask Xiao You about the background and situation of the event. The other party only replied with three words: "Wen Shili."

Sheng Yi looked completely bewildered: "And then?"

Xiao You was even more surprised: "Huh?"

Perhaps the confusion on her face was too obvious, so Xiaoyou tentatively asked her, "What, you don't know?"

“I definitely know Wen Shili, but…”

She didn't manage to finish her sentence.

She still remembered the way Xiao You looked at her then, as if she were an antique that had just been unearthed. For the next ten minutes, Xiao You launched into a long, detailed explanation of Wen Shili's deeds, emphasizing, "Every young person in S City knows he has an event here today, nobody!"

Sheng Yi watched helplessly as she was excluded from the ranks of young people. Her lips moved, but she ultimately remained silent.

Even those outside the entertainment industry would find it hard not to know this rising star who has emerged in recent years. He rose to the top as a singer and quickly won a film award within six months; his name is now known throughout the country.

"And the most amazing thing is that he's currently single," Xiaoyou added.

Having achieved this level of success, he certainly had the capital to be capricious. The gossip about him was constantly being updated in eighteen versions a day. Sheng Yi had initially thought that such a large amount of online buzz was somewhat inflated, but she was instead given a lesson in humility.

The sound of synchronized cheers rose again from downstairs. Sheng Yi snapped out of her daze and said, "I thought you were his fan."

Xiao You quickly waved her hand, "That's not true."

The cacophony continued unabated. Sheng Yi glanced at the time; by now, the host should have started warming up the crowd. She listened intently, but could only hear the fans' chants mixed in with the chaos.

Seeing her suddenly fall silent, Xiaoyou blinked her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." She had just suddenly remembered an event she had attended before, where a second-tier celebrity was present. The fan club had surrounded the event venue in layers to show their support. In the end, it alerted the higher-ups.

"It can't be that unlucky, can it?" Sheng Yi's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't sit still any longer, so she got up and said to Xiao You, "I'm going to the restroom."

When she arrived, there were many staff members busy going back and forth outside, but now that she went out, Sheng Yi couldn't even find anyone to ask for directions.

After wandering around for a while, I couldn't find any signs for the restrooms, but I could vaguely hear voices coming from another direction.

She walked down the corridor, passing a closed door with a sign that read "Meeting in Progress." Sheng Yi unconsciously slowed her pace, keeping her head down and quickening her steps.

She had reached the end but still couldn't see a restroom sign. Just as she was about to turn back, a male voice froze her in place.

"Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"

The voice wasn't loud, but the impatience in it was clear enough. Sheng Yi subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the door on her left had been ajar at some point, and the person inside seemed unaware.

Her gaze moved upwards, and she saw the three large characters "Wen Shili" written in black and white on the door.

This is Wen Shili's lounge.

The thought had barely crossed Sheng Yi's mind when she immediately lowered her eyes. Oh no, if they're discovered, her 500 yuan today is probably in jeopardy.

She instinctively felt this was no place to linger, and was just about to pretend she'd never been there when the person inside the room became noticeably more anxious than she was, saying, "I haven't seen you in so long, I've missed you so much~"

A sweet, delicate female voice drifted into her ears, and Sheng Yi shuddered: Ah, so this is what being single is like.

She fled as if her life depended on it, just as a staff member walked towards her. Before she could even ask a question, the man preemptively asked, "What are you in charge of? What are you doing loitering around there?"

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Graduation, work, engagement, marriage—Tao Wan could see her life clearly at a glance.

Zhang He is a completely different person from her.

Until that night, she had a fight with her boyfriend, and by a twist of fate, cruelly destroyed this delicate flower.

She shook her leg and unilaterally broke off all contact with him.

When they met again, Zhang He was still the center of attention.

The boss, who was usually so arrogant, fawned over him, but he sat calmly at the head of the table and didn't even acknowledge her.

Tao Wan breathed a sigh of relief, packed up, and returned to her hometown.

But later... when he started clamoring to become her goddaughter's stepfather.

Tao Wan hesitated for two seconds, "Have you misunderstood something?"

The usually composed person suddenly changed their demeanor, saying, "What misunderstanding? Am I only fit to be your secret lover?"

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