Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

The two sat in the cramped rented room, eating and drinking while chatting about all sorts of things.

Jinxi then took the opportunity to ask Wen Zijin about her love life, specifically whether she had someone she liked.

Wen Zijin immediately quieted down, focusing solely on eating, her head bowed, yet the sorrow in her eyes was still palpable.

Jinxi wanted to find other topics to talk about, but couldn't think of anything to talk about for a while.

Fortunately, the phone rang, breaking the silence.

"Hey."

"Jinxi, next Wednesday is my coming-of-age ceremony, and I'm inviting you to attend." On the phone, Zhan Luya's voice was as arrogant and full of superiority as ever.

Wen Zijin was drinking alone when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and frowned.

Zhan Luya? This sister-in-law really hasn't changed at all; she's still so arrogant and full of superiority.

Jinxi didn't answer. Zhan Luya snorted and said, "What, is it because you've never attended a high society banquet before, so you're afraid, insecure, and don't dare to come?"

"Okay, I accept your invitation."

Jinxi is rebellious by nature. To say she's insecure and afraid? Pshaw, that's not true at all. Since she wants her to be the one to overpower him, then she'll gladly agree.

"Okay, see you then." Zhan Luya hung up the phone triumphantly.

Hmph, you country bumpkin, just wait until that day comes and you'll be humiliated in front of all the major media outlets!

"Zhan Luya?"

Wen Zijin lay half-reclined on the sofa, holding a wine glass in her hand, her demeanor languid and nonchalant.

That voice, that tone—she used to talk to herself like that too, and she would never forget it.

"You know her?" Imani asked, puzzled.

"I saw it online." Wen Zijin smiled faintly, elegantly swirled her wine glass, and took a small sip.

Jinxi nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, Wen Zijin's phone rang again.

"Hey." Wen Zijin had drunk quite a bit and was a little drunk, so her words were a bit unsteady.

"Have you been drinking?" Ji Yuanlu asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm at the Imanishi family's house celebrating her birthday."

As Jin Xi and Wen Zijin became acquainted, Ji Yuanlu naturally got to know Jin Xi as well. After all, Zhou Yuanlu knew almost everyone around Wen Zijin, and even if he didn't know them, he would try to get to know them and enter her circle to get to know everyone she knew.

"Okay, then drink less." Ji Yuanlu's voice was gentle, as healing as rain.

"Ah."

"Next Wednesday is the Zhan family's little princess's coming-of-age ceremony. Will you come with me?" Ji Yuanlu asked.

Since returning to China, Wen Zijin has spent her time either carrying out assassin missions or attending various banquets as Ji Yuanlu's female companion. In the business world, she is practically being labeled as Ji Yuanlu's girlfriend.

So, she didn't really want to go this time.

But then I thought of Jinxi and Zhan Luya, who are rivals.

Zhan Luya's invitation to Jinxi to attend her coming-of-age ceremony must be significant.

Given Zhan Luya's jealous nature, she wouldn't let Jin Xi off so easily at this coming-of-age ceremony. She would definitely create some scandals for her to ruin her public image.

Moreover, if she attends this banquet, she will most likely see Zhan Guiting, her ex-husband who betrayed her, and his daughter with her white moonlight.

The thought of her ex-husband's daughter with his first love caused Wen Zijin immense heartache.

Three years ago, she also had a daughter, but her father abandoned that child.

She has been searching frantically for three years, but still hasn't found it.

If the child were still alive, she would probably be the same age as her ex-husband's daughter, and definitely even cuter.

Thinking of this, Wen Zijin downed a whole bottle of wine in one gulp.

"Hey, Sister Zijing."

Jinxi hurriedly tried to stop her, but Wen Zijin was a heavy drinker. She gulped down a whole bottle of wine in no time, and then smashed the empty bottle on the table with a bang, as if venting her frustration.

"I go!"

After a long pause, Ji Yuanlu finally uttered a single word, "Good."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Zijin slumped onto the sofa, a single tear silently rolling down her cheek.

Jinxi looked at Wen Zijin, not knowing what her past was like, and dared not ask. She could only go and make her a bowl of hangover soup.

Ever since seeing the questions YoYo did, Zhan Guiting has paid extra attention to YoYo's studies.

The basics must be established from a young age; otherwise, learning will be very difficult when you grow up.

But every time he taught Yoyo to count, Zhan Guiting would get really angry.

Time flies, and Wednesday is here soon.

The Zhan family manor was brightly lit, resplendent, luxurious, and bustling, with bigwigs, socialites, and young masters from all walks of life gathered there.

Zhan Luya sat in front of the dressing room in the room, where several stylists were doing her makeup and styling.

Looking at her breathtaking beauty in the mirror, Zhan Luya felt a surge of superiority.

So what if Jinxi is the first in the piano competition and the first to emerge in the college entrance examination? From beginning to end, she will always be his defeated opponent.

What she has is something she could never have in her lifetime.

The styling is almost done. Now all I have to do is wait for the time to come, change into my formal attire, and begin my coming-of-age ceremony amidst the admiration and blessings of luminaries from all walks of life.

Suddenly, Yoyo came running in, giving Zhan Luya a gift. "Happy birthday, here's a present for you."

Zhan Luya accepted the gift, which was just a small box. She was too lazy to even open it. She didn't care about gifts from children, so she tossed it aside.

"Oh dear, you have to call me Auntie."

YoYo always gets straight to the point when she talks to her, never calling her "little aunt," which makes Zhan Luya very unhappy.

If it weren't for Zhan Weiguo and Qin Yimo spoiling her, she wouldn't be so fixated on the title of "little aunt".

"My aunt hasn't arrived yet; she's on her way."

The little guy said in his childish voice.

Zhan Luya knew that the little aunt Yoyo was talking about was Jinxi, and she wanted to get angry, but her brothers walked in and interrupted her thoughts.

"Brothers~" Zhan Luya smiled sweetly, her smile as pure and innocent as a white lotus flower, healing and sweet.

The brothers presented gifts one after another.

These are all valuable gifts worth tens of millions of dollars.

One after another, gifts from the guests were delivered to the room.

The entire room was filled with countless valuable gifts.

Not long after, Zhan Luya changed into a gift worth hundreds of millions and walked out of the room into the garden amidst the admiration of countless people.

Zhan Luya's close friends and girlfriends took this opportunity to come over and shower her with compliments.

Zhan Luya was immersed in these flattering words, feeling smug and arrogant.

It is her nobility that makes Jinxi's ordinariness seem insignificant, like a speck of dust in a sandstorm, until it is swallowed up.

Suddenly, everyone's attention turned to the entrance.

A stunningly beautiful young woman slowly approached.

She had a delicate, oval face, lightly made up, and a tender, dewy appearance. Her cherry lips and delicate nose, along with her almond-shaped eyes that shone like spring blossoms and were as beautiful as the autumn moon, were exquisite. She was slender and graceful.

A light-colored strapless mini dress accentuated her curvaceous figure, highlighting her well-defined collarbones. The dress fabric appeared almost transparent, shimmering slightly, making her look like an angel.

Beneath the skirt, her legs, as white as jade, were straight and long, as if they had stepped out of a comic book.

The girl was stunningly beautiful, and it was impossible to look away for a moment.