Ning Zihuan took it, opened it, and glanced at it, "Royals of the late Qing dynasty?" He didn’t ask much, just nodded, "Okay." "This Harun had four sons who changed their surnames and scattered to the corners of the earth after the wars. I need to know the whereabouts of the descendants of these four sons today. It’s a big project. Don’t rush, take your time." Regarding the treasure Yun Shu talked about, it’s better to believe it exists than not at all, Yun Ya still decided to look for it. Ning Zihuan was someone she trusted. Giving this task to him, she felt very reassured. "Moreover, you mustn’t let anyone perceive it. You absolutely have to keep it a secret." Yun Ya glanced at him. Ning Zihuan smiled and nodded. Since she had entrusted this to him, he definitely couldn’t let her down, he decided firmly in his heart. "How is Sister Zijin doing now?" Yun Ya sipped her coffee and asked. She never added sugar to her coffee. Sugary coffee was nothing but self-deception. Life, just like unsweetened coffee, is true when it is bitter. At this, Ning Zihuan’s smile widened, "She’s recovering very well and is returning to the country in the next couple of days." She wasn’t that kind-hearted. The reason she helped Ning Zijin was that there was still value in using her. She hadn’t forgotten the hidden threat of Ye Xiaoxiao and took it as paving the way for her future journey to the capital. Ye Feng loved his wife more than life itself. This person could indeed be used. "That’s good. I hope Sister Zijin will have a turn for the better." Ning Zihuan shot her a glance, "What about your boyfriend? I haven’t seen him around recently." Yun Ya’s eyes darkened slightly, indifferently discarding the spoon she used to stir her coffee, "I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first. Call me if there’s anything." After speaking, she picked up her bag and left the café. Ning Zihuan propped his cheeks with his hands, watching Yun Ya’s figure disappear at the café’s door, the corner of his mouth curling into a slight arc. It seemed there were problems in her love life. His eyes flashed with a cunning smile akin to that of a fox. Three days later, the televised award ceremony took place as scheduled, and it was a particularly grand affair, shining with stars. Yun Ya hated such occasions, but as the protagonist, she had to attend. The clothing, jewelry, shoes, and handbags were all sponsored by top luxury brands, with internationally renowned stylist Nick assigned to style her. Yun Ya didn’t like dressing too ostentatiously and requested a simple and elegant look. She couldn’t afford to offend the sponsoring brands, since she would have to collaborate with them frequently in the future. As Country Hua’s number one socialite, everything she would wear or use in the future would come easily without much effort, so she had to give them face now. The rightful source is novel[f]ire.net "Miss, your skin is really too good, so tenderly soft it could be shattered with a touch, fair and smooth like a peeled egg. Just a base layer is needed to create a clear, nude makeup look." "Your eyes are so beautiful, sparkling and full of spirit, particularly the shape, the standard phoenix eyes. Just a subtle sweep of eyeliner gives you a look of radiance and kindness." Nick’s hands never stopped, nor did his mouth. He was a man from Country Hua with a well-known reputation internationally, or else he wouldn’t have been invited to style Yun Ya. When Yun Ya came out after changing, Nick’s eyes went wide, his hand covering his mouth in disbelief, "Perfect." Her long hair was straightened and softly draped over her shoulders, a white mandarin collar shirt with golden clasps at the neck adding a touch of luxury, paired with a black denim A-line high-waisted skirt that outlined a slender waist, and long, fair legs. Details across the skirt highlighted both fashion and playfulness. Wearing a pair of apricot suede flats, she exuded style, purity, obedience, and youthfulness. The sight was enough to cheer up anyone who saw it. This was the embodiment of a feast for the eyes. Without seeing her face, her figure alone was a win. And upon seeing her face, one would sigh that such a woman should exist only in heaven. Yun Ya curved her lips, "Not bad." Simple and elegant, very fitting for her age. Nick picked out several pieces of jewelry that matched her outfit perfectly. Dressed in the brand-new collection from a certain brand, one could imagine the buying frenzy Yun Ya would trigger once she stepped out. Yun Ya went to the vanity, picked up a simple black hair tie, and quickly tied her hair into a ponytail, causing Nick some distress – all his painstaking work on her hairdo. Yun Ya looked in the mirror, "This looks more pleasing to the eye." Nick’s eyes lit up seeing Yun Ya’s hair tied back, revealing a delicate and beautiful oval face, with picturesque brows and clear, bright eyes, adding a fresh vitality to her youth. A beautiful person looks good no matter how you style them. The car dispatched by the TV station to pick up Yun Ya had arrived. Given the chaotic scene with many onlookers that night, she didn’t bring Miaomiao along. She asked Aunt Li to take care of her at home and also asked Uncle Chang to send some people to keep watch. Only then did she leave with peace of mind.