Ming Ge daintily pinched a small spoon, took a bite of the blueberry ice cream, and then picked up her phone.
She saw—
[Beauty]: to decline would be impolite
A hint of a smile swept across Ming Ge's eyes, becoming brilliant and golden in the sunlight.
*
Ming Ge got what she wanted and tricked Su Jinci again, so naturally, she was in a thoroughly joyous mood.
However, a certain person in a part of Imperial City half its size away was feeling the complete opposite, utterly despondent!
Forty minutes earlier.
Hospital.
Yin Ruowei lay in a hospital bed.
She was the current darling of the entertainment industry, a little flower with a sense of status, hence her hospital room was the most luxurious VIP suite available.
But Yin Ruowei was accustomed to the brilliant spotlight and all eyes on her, so the plain white walls and the boring, monotonous time almost drove her mad.
Luckily, her manager Yue Qin came to visit.
