Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

Upon entering the private room, one is greeted by dim, orange-yellow lighting and upbeat music. A large leather sofa and a round coffee table are placed inside, and a monitor is embedded in the wall opposite the sofa. The lively music fills the room, and the interplay of the dim orange light and flashing lights creates a unique atmosphere.

Several girls were chatting on the sofa, occasionally covering their mouths and laughing. Two others were standing in front of the screen singing. One girl was somewhat hysterical, shouting, "I can't take it, I really can't take it..."

The door opened, and they immediately stopped what they were doing to look. Their eyes widened, and silence fell over the room.

Yuewu tilted her head, looking surprised.

Did she go to the wrong place?

She even went outside to check the room number to make sure it was correct before leading Shen Ziyao inside.

The young ladies from prominent families were filled with amazement. They had only heard that the newly returned Miss Shen and her newly found sister had both fallen for the pretentious Jiang Yuan, and both had been dumped. Coincidentally, one of them had also encountered a scumbag, so they organized a girls' get-together to have some fun and improve their taste in men.

If a man isn't right, we'll just find another one. If one doesn't work out, we'll move on to the next.

No one told them how beautiful the Shen family's daughters were; one was gentle and understanding, the other was beautiful and delicate, each with her own unique charm.

But the girl in the light pink skirt was captivating. She had a pretty face, cherry-red lips, full and luscious lipstick, and a well-proportioned figure. Her fair and slender legs were visible beneath the skirt, which swayed as she walked.

The girl had a deep love for sparkling gemstones. A ruby ​​and pearl necklace cascaded down her long neck, a gold bracelet with small diamonds adorned her right wrist, and a delicate silver bracelet hung on her left. A striking red diamond ring graced her slender finger, as if she wanted to adorn herself with every dazzling adornment imaginable. Despite the glittering jewelry, she didn't appear vulgar; instead, the gemstones accentuated her stunning beauty.

They were all stunned until Yuewu walked up to them, then they rushed to greet her, trying to get closer to the beauty.

"Hello, Miss Shen. Please, have a seat."

"Sit here with me, the lighting is nice."

"No, sit here with me."

Yuewu glanced around and chose a seat in the middle. There was nothing wrong with it, but this seat was closest to the snacks. Shen Ziyao sat down next to her, and the girl sitting on the left quietly moved closer. She could smell a faint fragrance, like the sweet aftertaste of tea leaves.

She smells wonderful, I love her.

The girl who organized the gathering was unhappy about this. She interrupted the group of people who were chattering and trying to get close to Yuewu. She said that she was the one who invited them, so they should be getting closer to her. She had already added Yuewu to her contacts, and in terms of their relationship, she and Yuewu were closer.

She was now like a wife in an ancient arranged marriage, watching her husband's concubines flirting with him with jealousy, her jealousy bubbling up.

"Heh heh, everyone sit down first, everyone's here. Now we're getting down to business," she said, having already contacted the manager, and was ready for the exciting part.

Yuewu was also full of anticipation; she had come specifically for this slogan, and she couldn't think of anyone who would use such a cloying advertising phrase.

'Oh my god, my grandma, my coat, my padded jacket, my brain has turned into a cerebellum, sister, sister, don't run away!'

Shen Ziyao sat to one side. In the few days since returning home, she had already learned about Yuewu's popularity, and she was happy that her sister was so popular.

Because they are a family.

The door opened amidst expectant gazes, and a line of handsome, upright men, each with different attire, walked in. Yuewu silently counted them, and by the time they stopped and stood in their positions, she had finished counting; there were twenty in total.

Each has a different style: some are fresh and youthful, some are enthusiastic and cheerful, some are aloof and noble, some are cold and taciturn, and others have different personalities and appearances, but they all have one thing in common: they are handsome.

When Shen Ziyao saw the handsome man walk in, she immediately realized what the event was about and was somewhat surprised.

Do they usually get along this well?

At first, she wasn't used to it, but she eventually gave in to the barrage of "sister" calls. Shen Ziyao took the wine offered by the handsome boy and thought to herself, "No wonder men like 'green tea' girls. I also like a handsome younger brother who can make me happy and has abs."

Thinking back, she regretted not meeting him sooner. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been blinded by so-called true love and forced to be a substitute. The only thing she was grateful for was finding her family.

Meanwhile, a girl next to her, who had encountered a scumbag, was crying and recounting his crimes while drinking with a handsome man.

"Waaah, that scoundrel acts all respectable in public, but he's too cowardly to do anything in private," the girl complained.

The man comforted her, agreeing, "Really? She doesn't sound like a good person at all. Sister, you must have suffered a lot of injustice."

My soulmate gave me a look that understood me.

The girl became even more agitated and continued to complain about her scumbag ex-boyfriend. The man listened patiently and gave her satisfactory answers.

After venting her frustrations, the girl's heartbreak subsided slightly. Filled with gratitude towards the man, she generously ordered several bottles of wine and put them in his name.

"Thank you, sister. You can come to me with any troubles you have."

The man smiled with satisfaction. Just by listening to the customers' complaints, he could become the top seller tonight. Lots of money, hehe, he's made a profit!

Shen Ziyao's emotions were also stirred, and she let loose and started singing a heartfelt duet with the two boys.

I'm having a great time.

After realizing what kind of situation this was, Yuewu suddenly understood.

It turns out it was the "gambling dad, sick mom, school-aged sister, and broken man" that was mentioned online.

She observed everyone and finally concluded that none of them were as pretty as her. In her mind, only Chu could be considered her equal.

Standing next to her was a boy with slightly curly hair and a sweet and cool appearance. The boy didn't expect to meet such a beautiful customer today. The customers he usually dealt with were also good-looking and had good temperament.

But only Moon Mist, simply by sitting there, could easily draw people's attention. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several others like him secretly glancing in his direction.

The boy stepped forward, squatted down in front of Yuewu, placed his hand on her knee, and looked straight at Yuewu with a smile in his dog-like eyes. He chuckled and said, "Was I also deceived by a scumbag? That's so unfair. How could anyone bear to bully you? Let me comfort you."

It must be said that some people do fall for this, but Moon Mist clearly doesn't understand it. She carefully reads the question before answering.

"I wasn't scammed. I just wanted to see what kind of event could come up with such a low-class promotional slogan."

The boy didn't expect this answer. Although it was a bit vulgar as a promotional slogan, that wasn't the point.

"Sister, don't worry about that, let's play." He has professional ethics and won't forget about making money just because he's tempted.

Speaking of having fun, Moon Mist had an idea.

At Yuewu's suggestion, two more boys were invited, and the four of them sat down around a low table and started playing Ludo.

His presence in the private room, where he was drinking, chatting, holding hands, and singing with the others, seemed particularly out of place. However, Yuewu, who had made the suggestion, seemed to be having a great time.

She lives alone, and although she can choose to play against AI, it doesn't feel as lively as it used to. Now that there are four of them, they can play Ludo together, which is perfect.

Moon Mist always had good luck; before long, all the flags were mobilized. Her dimples were prominent, her smile was as bright as the morning sun, and she looked so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

This attracted a lot of attention. She could laugh so happily just playing a simple game. If they took her to play something even more fun, she would definitely fall in love with it. They made a mental note of this and thought about inviting Yuewu out to play even more fun games next time.

Dynamic music lingered in the room, and men and women were joking around. This was the scene that Jiang Yuan saw when he arrived. He quickly spotted the most conspicuous person, Yue Wu. He had thought that she, who was as pure and elegant as moonlight, would disdain such a place and would not deign to play with these low-class people.

Three men surrounded her, and she smiled and said something, something about playing games. Didn't she know what the men were thinking?

His heart sank slightly; she had truly disappointed him this time.

"What are you doing!!"

His tone was angry, like a husband who had discovered his wife's infidelity. He questioned everyone present, his eyes fixed on Yuewu, demanding an explanation from her.

Yuewu wasn't surprised by his appearance. The plot mentioned that after the white moonlight returned to her country, the male lead would keep pestering her to beg for forgiveness in order to win her back. A few days ago, she had been staying at home and ignored his visits.

He had been looking for an opportunity, and this time Yuewu had finally gone out, but he hadn't expected her to go to a well-known male model club. He had thought she must have been tricked into coming, but now he was surprised to see her having so much fun. He couldn't make excuses for her anymore.

Years of pent-up frustration erupted today. He had been thinking of her constantly, but she was completely indifferent to him, repeatedly betraying his sincerity.

Can't she feel his sincere love?