So what if she's a fake heiress? She's being pampered by a powerful figure in Beijing'

After saying that, Qin Yu'er couldn't help but giggle.

Apart from Qin Yu'er, who was recklessly throwing caution to the wind, no one at the scene dared to speak.

The school leaders didn't dare to breathe loudly; they just wanted to disappear underground.

Hearing Qin Yu'er utter such arrogant words.

Huo Shen didn't get angry; instead, he laughed, but his smile was devoid of warmth, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Seeing his expression, Xie Junfei knew that Huo Shen was truly angry.

He stroked the warm jade thumb ring on the girl's delicate fingers, and was about to speak when Xie Junfei stopped him.

Instead of bursting into tears, the little girl became extremely angry.

She struggled to stand on tiptoe, grabbed Huo Shen's neatly tied collar, and glared at him with wide, almond-shaped eyes:

"Yeah, Huo Shen, you stingy bastard! I'm your kept canary!"

"When a domineering CEO keeps a kept woman, he provides her with a house, a car, a black card, connections, and resources!"

"And you? What did you give me?"

"I'm still fucking living in that shabby rented room!"

"And my brother too! If you don't bring my brother along to help him attract investment today, I'm firing you tomorrow, you stingy sugar daddy!"

These words were spoken with such force that everyone present was shocked by Xie Junfei's unconventional remarks.

Only a hint of a smile flashed in Huo Shen's eyes.

He held the little girl's waist firmly with one hand to prevent her from falling.

With his other hand, he deftly pulled a black card with gold patterns from his pocket.

In front of everyone, he waved the black card between his fingers in front of Xie Junfei.

He then casually slipped the card into the little girl's school uniform jacket pocket, raising an eyebrow at her:

"Are you satisfied?"

Xie Junfei chuckled, then condescended to release the man's collar, turned and stood beside him, interlocking their fingers.

Anyone with eyes can see that this is a young couple flirting.

Qin Yu'er was so stunned by this scene that she couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Seeing that she was about to get angry again, Huo Shen gave a wink to the person next to him.

The assistant standing next to her immediately stepped forward and led people away from the stomping Qin Yu'er.

It was not a good time to stay here any longer. Seeing that the time was right, the school leaders immediately made excuses and left.

Huo Shen glanced at his watch, then turned to Xie Junfei beside him and said:

"The show starts in an hour. I've brought your clothes. Go change."

It's peak season now, so naturally, men wouldn't want their young ladies crammed into the fitting room with a dozen or so other people.

At Xie Junfei's suggestion, they took clothes and cosmetics to Huo Shen's lounge.

In the lounge, Xie Junfei took out the dress that Huo Shen had prepared for her from the box.

The gown Huo Shen wore was from a haute couture brand known for its ethereal and romantic style.

The dress was entirely lilac, with a skirt made of chiffon and tulle that had no jewelry embellishments, giving it an extremely pure and sophisticated feel.

The strapless bodice is adorned with three or five violet satin beads on the right shoulder, and a light gauze shawl hangs down from the beads to the hem of the skirt, swaying gracefully as you walk, light and airy.

When Xie Junfei came out after changing her clothes, Huo Shen felt that the girl was like a water lily in Monet's painting, fallen into the mortal world yet pure and flawless.

There was a jewelry box on the bed in the lounge. Xie Junfei opened it, and the contents were indeed very valuable.

She sat on the bed, her long black hair cascading down like seaweed.

Huo Shen knelt down by the bed and helped her put on those complicated high heels with straps.

Seeing a man who could wield immense influence in Beijing's social circles kneeling at his feet and bowing in submission, Xie Junfei felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

She stepped on the man's chest with her smooth little feet, but the man's large hand grabbed hers instead.

Her delicate pink toes wiggled, earning her a dangerous look from the man:

"Don't move."

Xie Junfei was startled and obediently pulled her foot back.

Three minutes later, she placed her foot on the man's thigh, lifted the sheer fabric of her wide skirt, and asked:

"Is it a bit too much for a poor student like me to wear haute couture to a banquet, to steal the show?"

"After all, we're not the main characters at this banquet."

Logically speaking, their students are indeed not the main characters.

Those alumni who need to expand their networks are the ones who need to dress up and beautify themselves.

Huo Shen pinched her calf and asked in return:

"Who said you attended the banquet as a poor student?"

Xie Junfei was puzzled by what he said.

Seeing that the girl hadn't reacted yet, the man reached out and tapped the jade thumb ring on her left middle finger, his voice tinged with amusement:

"What, you're turning your back on us just because you took our Huo family heirloom?"

As he spoke, he tickled the little girl's soles:

"He's so young to be a con artist; he should be punished."

Xie Junfei couldn't help but laugh as she was tickled. She twisted her legs and tried to crawl out, but the man grabbed her calf and pulled her back.

Looking at the man's handsome face, she couldn't help but joke:

"I thought it was a big thimble, and I was even wondering why someone would keep a thimble as a family heirloom..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't say it anymore! Uncle Huo, please don't tickle my feet!"

After finally putting on her shoes, Huo Shen washed his hands and stood behind Xie Junfei to help her tie her hair.

Long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles ran through the girl's thick, black hair, combing the originally loose hair into a beautiful princess hairstyle.

Xie Junfei watched his skillful movements, and while applying makeup, she became curious:

"Uncle Huo's skill is so good, he must have practiced by styling the hair of several young girls."

The man raised his hand and gently tapped her head, replying:

“Where did this little girl come from? She learned to comb the hair of my five- or six-year-old nieces during the Chinese New Year.”

“Those little nieces are much more obedient than you, unlike you who's always running around and jumping around.”

Hearing Huo Shen say that, Xie Junfei got even more excited.

She turned her back, feigning anger, and said:

"So what if I'm not as well-behaved as them? Are they as good-looking as me?"

The young girl, in the prime of her youth, already had fair skin. With a touch of makeup, her bright eyes, white teeth, rosy lips, and jade-like face appeared even more striking.

Even the well-traveled Huo Shen was somewhat stunned, staring blankly at the girl looking up at him.

Seeing that the man was ignoring him for a long time, Xie Junfei reached out and pinched the man's waist, finally bringing him back to his senses.

Huo Shen coughed lightly, placed the amethyst hair crown on her head, and then helped her up:

"Time's almost up, let's go."

Xie Junfei responded with an "oh," then suddenly remembered something and turned to the man, instructing him:

"I'm going to meet someone in the student hall later, and I'll come back to find you in half an hour."

Huo Shen nodded in agreement, then put his arm around the girl's soft waist and went downstairs.