Lin Xiaoxiao snorted, clicked her high heels, and walked away. At this moment, several celebrities stepped forward to chat with her. After all, she was now the president of a film company, holding onto the key project "Reincarnation," capable of inviting Gao Hu and Rong Lan. That was no small miracle. Many people were trying to gauge her background. After all, the Qin Family was nothing significant, and some even speculated about her relationship with Lu Qing. Lin Yushi stood there in a long white dress, her face cold as she glared at Qin Miaomiao. If it weren’t for her, the Lin Family wouldn’t have suffered such a heavy blow! She wouldn’t have been pushed into such helpless circumstances. She had already accepted a supporting actress role, and with some effort, she might be able to land a lead role next. But because of her! She was now left without resources, making it extremely difficult to take the next step. A promised role, gone as if it had never existed! She glanced at Lin Xiaoxiao not far away, stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and lowered her voice: "Lin Xiaoxiao, don’t you also hate Qin Miaomiao? Why not join forces with me to deal with her?" Lin Xiaoxiao looked at her like she was an idiot: "The Lin Family? What does it have to do with me." "Don’t you want to avenge the Lin Family? Lin Han is your sister!" "Wasn’t the Lin Family always ashamed of having me, the illegitimate daughter? As for Lin Han, someone with such a dark heart—it’s only fitting she got disfigured." With that, she turned and left. Lin Yushi glared at her viciously, her thoughts venomous: nothing more than the bastard child of a hostess, her success built on sleeping with men. What was she flaunting for? If it weren’t for her usefulness, she would’ve long exposed her dirty laundry and ensured she fell out of the A-list! Her gaze shifted to Qin Miaomiao, who was surrounded by a crowd, and she sneered coldly, pulling out a pill from her pocket. This was the good stuff; after consuming it, one would be in a state of extreme excitement, possibly even feeling like they’d ascended to heaven—truly a stupidly generous gift to her. At a critical event , she would inevitably make a fool of herself! With so many influential people present, once news spread of her drug use, "Reincarnation" would surely suffer even if Lu Qing tried to suppress it. Her future in the entertainment industry would become precarious. This could count as avenging her cousin. Thinking of this made her increasingly giddy—she couldn’t wait to see the spectacle. Qin Miaomiao dealt with several minor celebrities and directors before finding a quiet spot to rest. A waiter approached her with a tray and politely asked: "Would you like a glass of champagne?" Qin Miaomiao, feeling thirsty, reached out to take one. Just as she was about to drink it, Xu Jiaojiao strode over wearing a sharp black suit, clean and stunning. Although her movie hadn’t premiered yet, her debut at the film festival this time garnered quite the attention. After all, women like her—with androgynous appearances—were extremely rare. She casually snatched the champagne from Qin Miaomiao’s hand and tilted her head back, draining the glass in one go! "I’m dying of thirst! It’s ridiculous—so many women are hitting on me. Can’t they tell I’m actually a woman despite my flat chest?" Qin Miaomiao glanced at her chest: "Not bad, just as flat as a pancake. Besides, once women see your face, they probably forget about your chest entirely." Jiaojiao sighed: "You wouldn’t believe it—some women actually use their chests to rub against me. I already told them I’m a woman, and they outright said it doesn’t matter! It’s terrifying!" Qin Miaomiao gave her a sideways smirk: "How does it feel?" Jiaojiao looked at hers, hooked her arm around her neck, and teased with a laugh: "If we’re talking about feel, yours wins hands down."