Mu Yinyin had already walked up to the staff. She even tidied her dress and hair. Following that, Mu Yinyin also removed her mask.
At that moment, everyone in the hall noticed her face.
Her features were as exquisite as a painting, and her black eyes were as bright as starlight.
Especially the starlight gown she wore. As the light hit her, she seemed to be enveloped in it, shimmering and radiant.
Mu Yinyin hadn't intended to remove her mask, but the Elysian Banquet had arranged for staff to conduct facial recognition.
Secondly, she wouldn't be foolish enough to refuse money that was delivered to her doorstep.
Fu Siye didn't remove his mask because he disdained to.
However, he then recalled Mu Yinyin's words, and in the end, he still took off his mask.
With a gentle glance to the side, and then turning his face, everyone took a deep breath.
He was handsome and refined, with a clear, resolute countenance.
"Click, click, click..."
The camera flashes were incessant.
Not far away, Nan Shiqing saw this scene, her fingernails digging fiercely into her palm.
This was the first time Fu Siye had appeared in public so high-profile with Mu Yinyin. They looked like figures stepped out of a painting.
A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match!
As Nan Shiqing harbored such thoughts, her expression turned incredibly ugly!
If it weren't for the mask still covering her, she would have been exposed by now.
Heaven knew how much she hated it! She wished she could kill Mu Yinyin right this instant!
Bitch!
Why! Why was she fighting for the same man as her!
However...
At this moment, she could do nothing but mentally curse Mu Yinyin's entire ancestral lineage.
She stared intently at the two on stage...
At the same time, some people recognized Mu Yinyin and whispered, "I saw that woman at the main entrance just now. She came with Qi Mo!"
"Yes, the commercial overlord of Country E, the noble Qi Mo!"
"Then this is? She's truly formidable, with one handsome and excellent man after another by her side."
"If she weren't formidable, would she be with these two men?"
...
The crowd below chattered. Nan Shiqing, after her initial rage, gradually regained her composure.
Because, she suddenly realized, this was a good opportunity.
Thus, she sought out Lu Shan.
After Lu Shan learned her intention, he had only one thing to say.
"Do you understand the price of proceeding with this matter according to your plan?"
Nan Shiqing immediately nodded, "I will find time to handle what I was instructed last time. Rest assured."
To Lu Shan's questioning, Nan Shiqing clearly stated her attitude and made a promise.
However, Lu Shan chuckled mockingly the next second. "Does 'rest assured' mean seeing how you get crushed by Mu Yinyin?"
He had also interacted with Mu Yinyin just now, and Mu Yinyin was indeed formidable and not simple.
Nan Shiqing was struck at her sore spot, and her shame and anger flared.
But she could only bow her head to Lu Shan, "That was an accident. I won't let Mu Yinyin crush me forever!"
As she spoke, a fierce glint flashed in Nan Shiqing's eyes.
Lu Shan saw the ruthlessness in Nan Shiqing's eyes and merely smiled without speaking.
On stage, Mu Yinyin and Fu Siye's facial recognition was also complete.
The host brought them congratulatory flowers. "Sir, Madam, our staff will escort you to meet the person in charge shortly. Please rest for a moment."
Mu Yinyin nodded and followed the staff.
Five minutes later.
Mu Yinyin, Qi Mo, and Fu Siye had already stormed into Country E's trending searches.
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—:【Modern man-taming diary #】
...
Mu Yinyin herself was currently with Fu Siye in the lounge and could not see these trending searches.
Local netizens had already begun to attack Mu Yinyin fiercely.
Coupled with the Elysian Banquet, after the live broadcast, reruns began.
After all, the championship of Mu Yinyin and Fu Siye today was too shocking.
Of course, where there was criticism, there was also envy.
However.
When someone saw Mu Yinyin's face, the glass cup she was holding slipped from her grasp. A sound followed—
*Bang—!*
The glass shattered instantly!
"Madam, what's wrong?" A servant, hearing the commotion, rushed to her side immediately.
The person was wearing a white embroidered qipao, her hair elegantly styled into a bun. Green gemstone earrings dangled from her earlobes, perfectly accentuating her aristocratic aura.
However, there were noticeable strands of white hair at her temples.
"Quick, quick, go notify Mr. to come back! Hurry and call him back!"
The madam grabbed the servant's hand, her own trembling.
"Madam, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" The servant was already accustomed to the madam's behavior, but
she had to be meticulous, or she would be the one scolded later.
The madam quickly shook her head, "No, I'm not unwell. Go quickly and call Mr. back. I have something to tell him, something I need to tell him personally!"
"And the television, quickly look and see what channel this is," the madam said, pointing at the television.
The servant instinctively glanced at the TV.
Then, she truthfully replied, "Madam, this is our local news channel. It's broadcasting content from the Elysian Banquet held at the Suka Hotel."
"Then what are you still standing here for? Hurry and find Mr. If you don't, then give me your phone!" The madam's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
The servant dared not disobey, but she also dared not hand over her phone.
The servant dared not forget that when she first came here, due to her negligence, the madam had picked up her phone and made frantic calls.
The servant first tried to pacify her emotions, then walked out to call the 'Mr.' the madam mentioned.
As soon as she reached the doorway, someone called out to her, "What are you lurking around here looking at?"
A stern voice struck her from across the way. The servant jolted, almost dropping her phone.
However, the servant quickly regained her composure.
Seeing the man in the white shirt opposite her with a stern expression, the servant quickly lowered her head and greeted him, "Second Young Master."
"Are you taking my words as mere wind?"
The man, whom the servant addressed as 'Second Young Master,' had not overlooked the servant's earlier actions.
The stern look in his eyes now held a hint of murderous intent.
The servant dared not offend him and quickly replied, "Replying to Second Young Master, Madam was just asking me what channel was playing on the television. And Madam has been urging me to call Mr. back quickly. I think Madam is having an episode again!"
The man remained silent. The next second, he strode into the entryway.
Immediately after, he saw the madam he had just spoken to, sitting on the sofa with the remote control. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
She was staring at the television. As the man approached, he also noticed the image on the screen. It was a rerun.