This feeling gradually led Jiang Keke’s heart astray. When she was with An Yin before, all eyes were always focused on An Yin, and she was perpetually the one overlooked. Even though she tried not to mind, the sense of discrepancy had never dissipated from her heart. Standing in front of the vanity, Jiang Keke slightly lifted her chin, looked at her somewhat haggard face, and quickly rushed into the bathroom to freshen up. She was still young; her skin should be like An Yin’s - as smooth and tender as a peeled egg. She tremulously stretched out her hand to touch her rough skin, looked at the cleanser on the sink, and then flicked it... The bottle crashed to the ground, but she didn’t care in the slightest. Lately, she had spent quite a sum on her face, frequently visiting beauty salons. After treatments, she genuinely felt her skin become smooth and delicate, and even Bao Cheng had complimented her a few times. However, these beauty treatments didn’t last long, which left her quite frustrated. In the bathroom, the sound of shattering rang out again as Jiang Keke smashed all the skincare products she usually used. Half an hour later, Jiang Keke finished dressing and emerged from her home, dressed to the nines. When Jiang Keke arrived, an attendant immediately led her to a VIP room. Inside the room, two girls were passionately singing a love song with microphones. When they noticed Jiang Keke entering, they quickly gathered around her with faces full of joy. "Keke, you look so beautiful tonight!" Compared to Jiang Keke, Wu Juan and Cheng Yi’s outfits still fell short. Jiang Keke’s clothes were clearly expensive, and even the accessories she wore were all top luxury brands, whose logos they recognized. In response to their enthusiasm, Jiang Keke’s gaze swept over them, her thin lips slightly parted, "You two look good too." Upon hearing her words, Wu Juan and Cheng Yi’s expressions stiffened momentarily, but only for an instant, before they quickly put on ingratiating expressions, "We can’t compare to you." "Yeah, not at all. We’re both single dogs, unlike you, who have found a rich and powerful boyfriend. I’m truly envious," Cheng Yi’s pupils flashed with a hint of envy. Their words swept away the gloom in Jiang Keke’s heart. Then, surrounded by the two, she went to sit on the sofa. As they stared at her intently, Jiang Keke was about to reach for the glass of wine on the table in front of her, but before her hand got halfway, Cheng Yi had already handed her a glass. Jiang Keke glanced at the wine glass offered to her, her eyes grazing over Cheng Yi’s face before she spoke, "Don’t worry, I’ve already told Bao Cheng to see if there are any single friends he knows, so he can introduce them to you." Previously, the two had asked Jiang Keke to introduce them to a boyfriend, but she hadn’t given it much thought. However, seeing their eager eyes at each gathering, Jiang Keke felt she must prioritize this matter. "Hehe, Keke, you’re so nice!" "We’ll be waiting then." Wu Juan and Cheng Yi said in unison. Soon, they picked up the microphones again and started singing loudly, jumping around joyfully. Jiang Keke held her glass, took a sip, and the spicy taste instantly swept through her mind, leaving her momentarily dazed. At that moment, Jiang Keke finally understood why men liked to drink — this potent rush could momentarily make one forget all worries. In the spacious VIP room, it was just the three of them, yet it felt a bit lonely. Jiang Keke hadn’t finished her drink when the door to the room was pushed open, and an attendant walked in with a smile. The two who were singing stopped, and even Jiang Keke turned her head to look at the unexpectedly intruding attendant. "Sorry for the interruption," the attendant said with a bow, "Today, our owner’s fiancée is visiting, and she said all expenses in the club tonight will be on her." After speaking, the attendant didn’t hear any cheers from the ladies; instead, he felt a strange atmosphere in the room, so he left with a "Sorry for disturbing you." Wu Juan and Cheng Yi stood in the center, looking at each other, too afraid to speak first. Previously, Jiang Keke had mentioned that this club was owned by her boyfriend, so after hearing the attendant’s words, Wu Juan and Cheng Yi couldn’t help but have some absurd thoughts. Jiang Keke noticed their awkward expressions, suppressing the sting in her heart, and smiled, "Alright, I know what you’re thinking. I didn’t make it clear before; this club has several shareholders, and Bao Cheng is just one of them. The fiancée the attendant mentioned earlier is someone Bao Cheng has mentioned to me before." Seeing Jiang Keke’s calm demeanor, Cheng Yi and Wu Juan quickly patted their chests, sighing with relief. "You scared me. I thought your boyfriend was taken," Wu Juan spoke quite bluntly, usually speaking before her brain registered, and by the time she realized it was inappropriate, it was too late. Cheng Yi sneakily reached out with another hand and pinched Wu Juan’s arm. Wu Juan let out a pained "ouch" but dared not make a sound. Cheng Yi’s clumsy acting didn’t escape Jiang Keke’s notice, but she pretended not to see it. "How could that be? Bao Cheng wouldn’t dare do that to me," Jiang Keke’s smile was radiant, leaving no trace of flaw. "Of course, look at how beautiful our Keke is," Cheng Yi immediately flattered. Seeing the smile on Jiang Keke’s face, Wu Juan assumed she hadn’t taken her previous words to heart, and her gossiping nature took over. She mumbled, "That fiancée is really something, inviting everyone at random; without some money, one couldn’t pull off something like that." Cheng Yi was also intrigued by Wu Juan’s words and pouted as she complained, "When I make it big, I’ll have to learn from her." "Don’t you dare, when you get rich, your first task is to help the needy and support me," Wu Juan chuckled. Watching their boisterous antics, a flicker of disdain passed through Jiang Keke’s eyes but was quickly hidden. Bao Cheng’s fiancée is here? Did he come? Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Keke fidgeted, her ears filled with vibrant music. Just as the two resumed their singing and frolicking, Jiang Keke abruptly stood and made her way towards the door. The shrill singing behind her felt like the cries of a hellish messenger, forcing her to escape. As she opened the door, she stepped into a carpeted corridor. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝙣𝙚𝙩