I pursed my lips and didn't say anything, continuing to eat my food and ignoring her gossip.

They would chat occasionally, and since we women were also present, they talked about things unrelated to work.

I slowly stood up, preparing to go to the restroom to take care of personal matters.

Just then, Qin Shisheng's gaze fell on me, as if he could see right through me.

"Ah Sheng, I'm going to the restroom." I tried to make my tone sound gentle and natural, but as soon as I finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.

The reason was simple: others heard a woman address Qin Shisheng as "Ah Sheng".

Here, everyone knows perfectly well that the women brought to these gatherings are usually mistresses, and my intimate way of addressing them is more like the treatment reserved for a legitimate wife.

"Zimei, you go with her!" Qin Shisheng instructed softly with a faint smile on his face.

Without hesitation, Ye Zimei got up and walked with me toward the restroom.

"Not bad, he actually let you call him Asheng." Ye Zimei couldn't help but say as she walked.

"What's the difference?" I asked, full of doubt, not understanding the deeper meaning behind it.

"Of course there is a difference... Just like the other two women here, they can only obediently call their sugar daddy 'sugar daddy brother,' they don't even have the right to call him by his name."

As Ye Zimei spoke, she casually took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it skillfully, and took a deep drag.

I smiled helplessly and then went into the restroom.

However, just as he stepped out the door, he saw Chen Wen walking towards him.

The woman sized me up, making no attempt to hide the jealousy and disdain in her eyes. "Oh! Looking like a vixen, you're just a pretty face with no substance. I bet you have no skills at all. I really don't understand what your sugar daddy saw in you?"

"Young and incredibly beautiful! Do you even need to ask?" I met her gaze without flinching and replied coldly.

She was taken aback and glared at me: "You're right, you don't have any other good points!"

"So what if you're just dancing? That's not enough for you to show off," Ye Zimei retorted dismissively.

"So what? I'm a great dancer. You don't know, do you? Brother Qin used to love it when I danced for him without clothes on. He was really good at it."

Chen Wen stared at her reflection in the mirror, then turned her gaze across the mirror to me, and said slowly, "A man as promiscuous as him won't last long with you."

"That's right! I just hope he gets tired of me soon!" I muttered to myself, as if expressing my frustration.

However, she did not seem to get the response she expected. Her already tense face turned even redder with anger, as if she had punched a pile of soft cotton.

She was glaring at me angrily.

"Enough, enough. Look at you, so pathetic. You're even so timid when you're dancing. Humph, you're really not good enough for the stage!" She rolled her eyes, a contemptuous sneer on her lips, and attacked me with harsh words.

Hearing this, I could no longer contain my anger. I turned sharply to face her defiant gaze and retorted without backing down, "The only reason I chose not to dance was because I was worried about embarrassing you in public. You know, when it comes to dance skills, you are far too clumsy and not worthy of being compared to me!"

She crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and her eyes were full of skepticism and mockery. "Oh ho! Do you really think I should actually see your so-called superb dancing skills and see if they're as good as your sharp tongue?"

"Hmph, you're really pushing your luck, refusing to let this go."

But you and I are completely different kinds of people, okay? I have never thought of trying to please anyone by dancing.

If we're really going to be serious, my dance moves will only make him more enamored with me! So, don't try to impose your ideas on me!

I gave a disdainful snort, then turned and walked away without looking back...

She was left standing there dumbfounded, so angry that she jumped up and down and stomped her feet.

Just then, I happened to see Jin Buwei, who was tall and handsome.

He was washing his hands at the bathroom sink, and I noticed a faint smile on his exceptionally handsome face as he stared directly at me.

For a moment, I couldn't help but wonder: just how much of our conversation did this guy hear?

However, I quickly regained my usual indifferent expression, walked past him without looking at him, and went straight back into the private room.

As soon as we entered the private room, Ye Zimei and I sat down.

She looked at me with curiosity and asked, "Do you really know how to dance?"

I nodded slightly. "Yes!"

"Let her do a little dance and see what she's got to do. Look at her arrogant and domineering attitude, it's infuriating!" Sister Ye said indignantly.

However, I was filled with hesitation, afraid that if I danced too well, he would hold me tightly and I wanted to get rid of Qin Shisheng as soon as possible.

Just then, Chen Wen walked in with an arrogant expression, went straight to her sugar daddy, and put on a weak and submissive act.

"Brother, I just heard a really funny joke in the bathroom." She said it loudly on purpose.

Wu Shipu looked up at her. "Go ahead and speak! Let everyone hear it."

"I heard someone say that they dance so beautifully they're like an angel, but they're afraid that if their sugar daddy saw them, he'd dote on them even more, so they don't dare show off their amazing dance moves. Tell me, isn't that ridiculous?! Hahaha~"

The person speaking smiled as they glanced at me sideways with a mocking and sarcastic look in their eyes.

Even the most foolish person present could clearly understand the deeper meaning behind her words.

At that moment, a barely perceptible look of embarrassment flashed across Wushipu's face, who had been silent all along. As if he wanted to quell the storm as soon as possible, he hurriedly spoke up and said loudly, "Alright, stop talking!"

However, Qin Shisheng's gaze remained fixed on me. His deep, ocean-like eyes were gently gazing at me as he softly asked, "Is it what you said?"

Faced with his questioning, my heart tightened, and I quickly denied it, saying, "No!" After all, I would never dare to admit something like this even if I had ten lives.

Unfortunately, at this critical moment, countless eyes, like spotlights, were suddenly fixed on me. Those gazes, filled with curiosity, doubt, or schadenfreude, made it almost impossible for me to breathe.

I saw Qin Shisheng slowly turn his head to look at me again, a faint smile playing on his lips.

But his once incredibly handsome face now appeared unusually gloomy. His two sword-like eyebrows were also slightly raised, exuding an aura of authority that sent chills down one's spine.

"Since you say no, then dance! Let me see if I can like you a little more because of your dancing!"