After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

The manager, being a shrewd man, paused for a moment before quickly nodding in agreement, "Young Master Ge is right, I'll handle it right away."

I noticed the manager's gaze seemingly casually sweep over our group, as if he were pondering the deeper meaning behind Ge Zeyu's words.

Since being warned by Ge Zeyu last time, Xiang Jiao was clearly a little intimidated when she saw him again, and quickly spoke up.

“Ge, we didn’t bully Jiang Wanying. This time she really went too far.”

She gritted her teeth, her face full of resentment. "She stole Song's membership card, forcing him to spend his own money to buy a new one. Don't be fooled by someone as hypocritical and vain as her."

Xiang Jiao has never been very bright, otherwise she wouldn't have been so easily fooled by Song Chenhao and Bian Jiahui.

In terms of judgment, she and I are just like I was in a past life—not very good.

He didn't even notice how ugly Ge Zeyu's face looked when he spoke, yet he smugly thought he had exposed my 'true colors'.

"You said it yourself, the cards in places like this are all registered under real names. If I didn't steal it, we can just have someone check and we'll know." I handed the card to the waiter.

Song Chenhao seemed surprised that I brought up the matter that had just been interrupted, and his face darkened immediately. "Today is a celebration banquet. We are all classmates. There is no need to make such a scene."

He spoke firmly to the waiter and manager, saying, "Let's leave it at that! I've already got a new card, so let's not waste the waiter's time."

Song Chenhao is still so good at putting on a show; he perfectly demonstrates his understanding and considerate nature with just a few words.

Xiang Jiao and her group all praised Song Chenhao, saying he was so easy to talk to, and then casually made a few disdainful remarks about me.

Ge Zeyu ignored him completely, leaning casually against the door of their private room and saying, "If Manager Ma doesn't get this matter sorted out today, the Royal Court's membership system will become a joke."

"It's just checking a card, it won't take much effort. I just hope no one is feeling guilty."

“Yes!” Xiang Jiao was convinced that I had stolen the card, and she was the first to stand up and support me after hearing Ge Zeyu’s words.

A hint of guilt flashed across Song Chenhao's face, but he forced himself to speak, "Classmate Ge, we're all classmates, there's no need for that..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ge Zeyu interrupted him rudely, "Stop trying to glorify yourself. I'm not doing this for you. I just don't like despicable people. This matter needs to be investigated thoroughly. Whoever's card it is, it belongs to them. The liar should be kicked out. Using someone else's card is no different from being a rat. Don't let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry get in."

Ge Zeyu is arrogant and has never known how to speak tactfully.

Not poking fun at someone is a sign of respect.

It's not that he doesn't understand social etiquette and humility, but rather it depends on whether he's happy or not.

Although the Ge family is not the owner of the Royal Court, their status gives them considerable influence wherever they go, and the manager found out the truth without much effort.

The manager walked over expressionlessly, and Xiang Jiao, unable to contain her smugness, stared at me and said, "Ge is absolutely right. Rats should be kicked out; they're lowering the class of this place."

I raised an eyebrow slightly. Didn't she even notice how dark Song Chenhao's face was when she spoke?

I watched as the manager walked over step by step, past Xiang Jiao, past me, and amidst the surprised looks of the others, stood in front of Song Chenhao, giving him a forced smile and saying, "Sir, you are not welcome at Royal Court. I will arrange for someone to process your card refund right now."

Seeing this scene, Xiang Jiao almost instinctively spoke up, "Manager, you've got it wrong! The person you should be kicking out is her."

She pointed at me, her face full of disbelief, and tried to defend Song Chenhao, but the manager's face darkened, and he asked her in displeasure.

"Madam, this membership card contains Ms. Jiang's information. We are absolutely certain that we have not made a mistake."

The manager's attitude was firm: "If you have any questions, please feel free to file a complaint or provide feedback at any time."

Xiang Jiao was instantly speechless, and not only her classmates but also the others around her were at a loss.

As for Song Chenhao, he was an even bigger coward. He only dared to boss me around because I trusted and liked him in the past. He didn't even dare to say a harsh word to Ge Zeyu.

His face turned pale and then flushed as he prepared to take the card back.

I pursed my lips before speaking slowly, "Wait a minute."

I know Ge Zeyu was standing up for me and wanted to get rid of Song Chenhao and his group, but I felt that wasn't enough. They stole my things and borrowed my name; how could I not do something ruthless?

"What happened just now was just a joke between my classmates, manager, you don't need to take it seriously."

I casually tried to cover this up for now. The money was already spent, and I couldn't let Song Chenhao have another chance to put it back in his pocket.

The manager paused upon hearing my words, then turned to Ge Zeyu for his opinion with a look.

I looked up and met Ge Zeyu's gaze, and my heart skipped a beat.

What kind of look is that? Does he think I'm doing this to protect Song Chenhao?

Thinking of this, I walked over to Ge Zeyu and subtly tugged at his sleeve. "It was all a joke, right?"

Ge Zeyu's expression remained unchanged, but his suddenly darkened gaze sent chills down my spine.

The next second, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and he deftly pulled his sleeve out of my hand.

"Are we that close? It's your business to joke around, but don't drag me into it."

“Ge Zeyu—”

My heart skipped a beat, realizing he had misunderstood again. I hurriedly tried to explain, but before I could even speak, he had already spoken up.

"Since the person whose card was stolen has no objections, then pretend I said nothing."

After Ge Zeyu finished speaking, he essentially told the manager to do as I said and let Song Chenhao finish the party. But after he finished speaking, he didn't give me another glance and turned around to slam the door of their private room shut.

My heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly knocked on the door, wanting to go in and explain to him.

But now he's convinced that I'm toying with him again, that he still has designs on Song Chenhao, and no matter how much I call out, the door doesn't budge.

I felt a sense of dejection, when suddenly a hand reached out from behind and grabbed my wrist.

I turned my head and saw Xiang Jiao's face full of glee. "Jiang Wanying, do you even have the slightest bit of shame left?"