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

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Wanzhou, who was sitting next to Xie Junfei, spat out a mouthful of rice.

Who in the capital doesn't know Huo Shen, who is handsome, rich, and a rising star among entrepreneurs? How could such an outstanding person be an old beast!

How dare you talk like that to someone else on their own turf? You must have a death wish.

Wenren Yue slapped his younger brother on the shoulder, his face stern:

"Even food can't shut you up, huh? Just eat your food!"

Wenren Ge realized he had spoken out of turn and immediately shut his mouth.

The next private room was eerily quiet.

Wenren Yue sighed deeply, glanced at Xie Junfei with an apologetic look, and then began to give Lu Wanzhou some pointers.

Xie Junfei's eyes crinkled into a smile.

It seems that the older brother is apologizing to her on behalf of his younger brother.

To show his sincerity, Wenren Yue gave Lu Wanzhou advice that was very useful in the industry, almost like giving her all his knowledge.

Although he is young, he is a renowned director who has won numerous awards and has directed both art films and commercial films, and his advice is very insightful.

During the two-hour meal, Wenren Yue meticulously explained to Lu Wanzhou everything, from how he interacted with entertainment industry bigwigs and seniors to his attitude towards his assistants and crew members.

Interspersed with his own personal experiences, he even opened two bottles of red wine at the event when the emotions got to them.

Wenren Ge was also loyal, keeping his brother company while they drank and chatted.

Xie Junfei found it noisy, so she simply went to the washroom under the pretext of going to the toilet.

The washroom at Lishui Tower was also beautiful. Xie Junfei washed her hands and leaned against the marble countertop, letting out a sigh of relief.

Light footsteps came from behind. Xie Junfei turned around sharply and the first thing she saw was a pair of canvas shoes with mud stuck to the uppers.

It's Lu Wanzhou.

She cautiously approached Xie Junfei and asked in a low voice:

"Miss Xie, are you alright?"

"I see you've had a lot to drink. Do you need me to take you home?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Junfei shook his head, took her hand, and stood up, asking in return:

"Wasn't Director Wen supposed to be sharing his experience with you? How come you've run off on your own?"

Lu Wanzhou lowered her head and helped Xie Junfei straighten the disheveled hem of her clothes, acting as if she were the manager who was worrying about the artist:

"He's finished talking and is now having a heart-to-heart talk with his younger brother. I don't want to listen to their family matters, so I came out."

Xie Junfei scoffed:

"Just as Sister Lan said, Wenren Yue is a heavy drinker."

After speaking, she turned her head and saw Lu Wanzhou's hesitant expression, raising an eyebrow:

"What's wrong? Just say what you want to say. There's no need for us to beat around the bush."

Sure enough, Lu Wanzhou immediately mustered her courage and raised her voice a little:

"Director Wen said the contract stipulates that I will be given 400,000 yuan in advance. I want to come to you to pay off my grandmother's medical expenses."

Xie Junfei nodded and agreed:

"Sure, I'll have my assistant send you the order form tomorrow."

"Don't worry, it's not a lot of money, maybe just tens of thousands of yuan."

Lu Wanzhou nodded, then hesitated before speaking:

"And also, what about your relationship with Huo Shen...?"

Xie Junfei simply dismissed it as gossip and laughed.

"I am his fiancée. I've met his parents openly. I'm not a mistress, so don't worry."

"Although I'm not capable, I wouldn't stoop so low as to become someone's mistress to compete for resources. Otherwise, what if the wife catches the mistress and attacks me, the artist, too?"

Xie Junfei laughed jokingly, but Lu Wanzhou's expression was somewhat serious.

She gently pulled Xie Junfei up, her eyes carrying a hint of unspoken meaning:

"Miss Xie, I have something I'd like to give you."

"This concerns Huo Shen, so I dare not speak here."

After saying that, she opened her phone, which had a cracked screen and hadn't had time to replace it yet, and went to her WeChat Moments.

Half a minute later, a photo of a beautiful girl dressed like a little princess appeared on the screen.

She was wearing a haute couture tulle dress and smiled happily.

The man sitting next to her was looking down at his phone. Although only his profile was visible, Xie Junfei felt an urge to slap him after just one glance.

Who else could this be but Huo Shen!

She'd recognize that dead man even if he were ashes!

And that girl actually looked three-tenths like him!

That's not all; the caption on the post was also very ambiguous.

What is:

"Although my twentieth birthday celebration was simple, anywhere was the best place as long as you were there!"

There was even a reply she gave to herself below:

"You can get a marriage certificate at twenty years old, so I hope some people will seize the opportunity."

This girl clearly goes to the same school as Lu Wanzhou. Everyone in the comments section is shrewd, and besides, who in Beijing doesn't know Huo Shen? Everyone sent their blessings to her based on her hints.

Lu Wanzhou added softly:

"Miss Xie, I'm not making this up out of thin air."

"This girl played the second female lead in a drama starring Wang Yuer when she was a freshman. Her roommate told us that she was bragging in the dormitory that a big shot who couldn't be named helped her get the role."

"And last year, as soon as she reached the legal age, she signed with Venus, and according to her, it was a top-tier contract."

Looking at the well wishes in the comments section, Xie Junfei felt a surge of anger.

Damn it, even if it's fake, I'll just assume this woman is a green tea b*tch.

What if that really happens?

Then what is she? Their little flirtations, their little scheme?

Eighteen-year-old girls are at the age where they get jealous. Looking at this photo, Xie Junfei felt like she had swallowed a bellyful of Shanxi vinegar, and her fists were hard.

Seeing Xie Junfei's turbulent expression, Lu Wanzhou quickly apologized:

"I didn't mean to, Miss Xie!"

"I just said it casually here, what if she photoshopped this picture!"

Xie Junfei sneered.

In the entire Beijing social circle, who dares to mess with Young Master Huo?

There must be a reason, otherwise why would she be able to sign with Venus so easily, and even get a top-tier contract that Lu Wanzhou couldn't get?

Thinking about this, Xie Junfei calmed down.

She took out her phone and snapped a picture of the girl's name and her WeChat Moments, then smiled as if nothing had happened and patted Lu Wanzhou on the shoulder:

"It's okay, good boy, you didn't do anything wrong."

After saying that, she glanced at her phone, which had already cracked from use, and casually transferred 20,000 yuan to her:

"Take this and get a new phone; consider it a bonus for passing the audition."

"Also, pack your things tonight. I've found you a place to live, and you can move tomorrow."

"I'll give you a morning to pack your things, and a car will come to pick you up in the afternoon to go to my house. I'll get you some new clothes."

After saying that, Xie Junfei patted Lu Wanzhou on the shoulder, sent a message to Wenren Yue, and then left ahead of time with his little star.

The Huo family's luxury cars were parked outside the gate.

Xie Junfei spotted the man waiting for her outside the door at a glance. Without even looking up, she first helped Lu Wanzhou into the van.

After watching the car carrying Lu Wanzhou leave, Xie Junfei slowly walked up to Huo Shen.

Before the man could even speak, Xie Junfei slapped him across the face!

The girl's palms were soft and had a faint fragrance; she wasn't very strong, but her voice was very loud.

The fragrance enters the body before the pain.

The man turned his face slightly to the side, his face still warm from his wife's hand.

Even though she was the one who was hit, when she looked up, there was some hesitation and regret in the girl's eyes.

The manager waiting at the door was terrified when he saw this scene and stood frozen in place, too scared to move.

Xie Junfei, with a cold face, yanked open the door of the Mulsanne, her expression frosty:

"go home."