Li Xin'er's expression changed drastically, and she asked in disbelief.
How did you get an invitation card?
Wei Ziting's invitation card came from a friend of a friend who was abroad and couldn't come, so he got it and came with others.
To be precise, they weren't personally invited by the club owner.
The socialites and wives around her were mostly brought by their husbands or boyfriends; very few of them came with invitations.
Just as surprised as she was were the socialites who, instigated by Li Xiner, were eager to kick her out of the club.
They didn't have any of these invitation cards. How could she, a washed-up female celebrity in the entertainment industry, have gotten one?
“Someone gave it to me.” Gu Weiwei said, putting the card into her bag and preparing to call Fu Hanzheng from somewhere else.
Fu Hanzheng was given only one invitation card, but his own face was much more useful than the invitation card, so he kept the invitation card for her.
Before she could leave, Li Xin'er gave a mocking hum.
"It seems you didn't come here looking for a sugar daddy; you've already found one."
This invitation card must belong to her sugar daddy.
However, it seems she's climbed the social ladder to get here.
Gu Weiwei smiled coldly and simply said.
"Thank you for your kind words. I've actually found a big spender, much better than yours. Now, can you make way?"
As soon as she said that, the women behind Li Xin'er started whispering among themselves.
"Could he have been invited by Young Master Zhou?"
This private club belongs to Young Master Zhou, and he's hosting today; he's the one who sent out the invitations.
"But didn't Young Master Zhou... bring Miss Yu with him?"
As someone spoke, they glanced at the tall, elegant socialite standing at the back, dressed in a Chanel haute couture gown.
"Didn't Young Master Zhou and Miss Yu have a fight and break up recently? I'm afraid Young Master Zhou has taken a fancy to this vixen." Someone muttered.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Shao's girlfriend turned pale and walked in front of Gu Weiwei.
"So, the actress who made billions in film revenue is nothing more than a whore who seduced other women's fiancés."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to slap him.
However, Gu Weiwei was not one to suffer a loss or be beaten. She raised her hand, grabbed the other person's wrist, and shook him off.
"I don't know any Young Master Zhou. Some people can't control their mouths, but you can control your hands, otherwise..." Gu Weiwei glanced at the woman's well-maintained hands and snorted, "Such beautiful hands, it would be such a pity to lose them."
"Not Young Master Zhou?" Miss Yu glared at the arrogant girl and questioned, "If it wasn't from Young Master Zhou, where did you get the invitation card from?"
“Of course someone gave it to me,” Gu Weiwei said.
Miss Yu clearly still didn't quite believe her. "Everyone who came today brought their families with an invitation card. Nobody brought you in, and you're saying this invitation card wasn't given to you by him."
Recently, Zhou Qi'an said he didn't want to marry her anymore. He had found a girl he truly loved and was making a scene, wanting to break up with her.
Today, at the private banquet he hosted, another woman arrived alone with an invitation card.
Moreover, this was an actress he had previously admired.
How can she admit, based solely on her denial, that she is not the vixen who seduced her fiancé?
"Exactly, the invitation cards were all given out by Young Master Zhou. You still say you're not that vixen?"
"Young Master Zhou and Miss Yu are already engaged, yet you're here to be a mistress. Have you no shame?"
...
Gu Weiwei glanced speechlessly at the group of socialites and wives who regarded her as a public enemy.
"My husband gave it to me, is there a problem?"
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