The outcome was drastically different from what Zhang Lin had imagined. It was supposed to be that vixen who made a fool of herself, so why did she end up being the one mocked by these influential figures? The scant shreds of rationale Zhang Lin was clinging to had crumbled under everyone's disdainful taunts; she suddenly stood up, pointing furiously at An Yiqing's innocent beauty.
"You—"
"Shut up!"
"Darling, you've crossed the line!"
Zhang Lin hadn't finished speaking when Gu Yelin and Bai Yiming both cut in.
Gu Yelin cast a chilling glance at Zhang Lin, his formidable presence so crushing that she struggled to breathe, while Bai Yiming's lips curled in a smile but his eyes were brimming with indifference. Witnessing their reactions, Zhang Lin shuddered, as if doused with a bucket of ice water, feeling the chill from head to toe.
It was over! She was utterly ruined! She had actually insulted one of the Gu family daughter's friends at her gathering. Young Master Bai would never forgive her!
Zhang Lin's sense had returned at last, and she finally understood what she was doing. She slumped defeatedly into the expensive chair, the delicacies before her as tasteless as wax.
Uh... time to enjoy the meal properly.
An Yiqing felt quite pleased at the moment. If Zhang Lin knew that she was less important to An Yiqing than a meal, who knows if she would go mad?
Gu Tingting looked at Gu Yelin in surprise, then at Bai Yiming, and finally at An Yiqing. Tsk tsk, Third Young Master Gu and Young Master Bai actually spoke up for Qingqing—it seemed like a good show was on!
The thoughts of those present varied; some thoroughly enjoyed the meal, while others saw their wretched fates unfold.
Although this gathering was slightly disrupted by Zhang Lin's foolishness, the overall atmosphere was still rather pleasant, thanks to An Yiqing's sharp retort and Gu Tingting's warm hospitality.
By the time the party ended, it was past nine at night. The city of Xuandu was just beginning to come alive as the night deepened.
A variety of luxury cars were parked in front of Prosperous Haoting, their brilliant lights shining even more resplendently against the night, highlighting the club's opulent splendor.
"Qingqing, it's late; you shouldn't go back to the dormitory. Stay with me for the night," Gu Tingting said, after seeing everyone off. Concerned that it was too dangerous for An Yiqing to go back alone, she tried to get her to come to her place.
An Yiqing shook her head, "No need, I don't want to trouble your family. You know I've had training! Don't worry, I'll message you when I get to school."
Seeing that An Yiqing had made up her mind, Gu Tingting could only nod helplessly. It was a pity; she had wanted Qingqing to visit her house.
At that moment, a sports car slowly pulled up to the entrance of Prosperous Haoting—an Aston Martin One-77, limited to 77 units worldwide, with only five in Xuandu. The silver-gray dark body and the bold, steady lines became even more enchanting under the flickering neon lights. The window rolled down gradually, revealing Gu Yelin's bewitching and domineering face.
"Grandfather asked me to drive you back to the mansion, get in."
Upon hearing this, Gu Tingting's expression turned sour; not everyone could handle being in the same car as Third Brother, right? Could she even say "no"?
An Yiqing couldn't help but laugh a little at Gu Tingting's pitiful look. "Get in the car. I'll take a cab back."
"Then message me once you get to school, okay?" Gu Tingting repeated, then got into the car.
Gu Yelin glanced at An Yiqing outside the car, his eyes darkening. There were some things he needed to think over.
With everyone gone, only An Yiqing, Bai Yiming, and Zhang Lin were left at the club's entrance. Bai Yiming smiled coquettishly, "Beauty, looking forward to seeing you again." After that, he turned and got into the sports car. Zhang Lin hurriedly took the passenger seat, not forgetting to give An Yiqing a fierce glare.