The following night, Ye Lu, wearing a high-end tailored gown reportedly air-shipped just for her and adorning millions worth of jewelry, nervously accompanied Third Young Master Jun to a banquet.
Oh my gosh, this was the Jun Group, the country's wealthiest clan, a fighter jet among influential houses, putting even the grand and powerful Shang family in the shade.
She had been roaming around the business circle for a while, and heard both the patriarch of Jun family and the father of Third Young Master were formidable figures, striking fear in many at just the mention of their names. That's how the Jun Corporation secured its dominant position today.
Oh dear, she was feeling light-headed. As she walked in under this awkward pretense, she had no clue how these two bigwigs would coldly scrutinize her. She had heard that the elite were particularly sensitive to such matters; they could play around with unsuitable women but absolutely forbade bringing them home.
