Chapter 18

Jiang Ciyou also saw him.

To be honest, over the past three years, Jiang Ciyou had rarely seen him dressed this way.

That’s why she was so shocked when she saw him at Old Madam Bo’s birthday party.

It wasn’t because of his noble status.

It was because his demeanor had completely changed.

From a frivolous playboy to a cold and refined gentleman, she wasn’t accustomed to it.

A young man with gold-rimmed glasses beside Bo Jinxiu spoke up, “Rongcheng truly is a land of fortune. It even allows for multiple wives. No wonder our prince was reluctant to leave and return to Kyoto three years ago.”

Others laughed and said, “Mr. Xue, you dare to joke about the prince? Don’t forget, we’ve come all the way from Kyoto just to work for him.”

“But Rongcheng’s customs are indeed different. I envy that Mr. Yan, with one beauty who could topple a city and one demure lady. Such a blessing to have both, truly enviable.”

The lobby manager was visibly troubled.

He looked at the two silent women in front of him.

Xia Ling, seeing so many people gathered, bit her lip and remained silent.

She was about to become the host of the prime time slot, and soon would be well-known.

She couldn’t have such a stain on her reputation.

Moreover, she understood Jiang Ciyou’s personality.

Back in school, she never competed with her.

She always yielded.

Whether it was beautiful clothes, bags, scholarships, or study abroad opportunities.

She had taken many things from her, including the man who drove her crazy, Yan Feng.

But so what?

Yan Feng had been with her outside for three years, and despite knowing everything, she had ignored it.

Jiang Ciyou was not as strong-willed as she appeared.

Because she was so beautiful, her aggressiveness often made people think she was aloof and competitive.

In reality, she was more detached from worldly matters than anyone.

Or rather, she didn’t care to compete.

Xia Ling hoped Jiang Ciyou would step down voluntarily.

But the reality was not as she had hoped.

Jiang Ciyou looked at Xia Ling with a faint smile, neither speaking nor yielding.

She seemed to be waiting for Xia Ling to make the first move.

While they were in a stalemate, someone beside Bo Jinxiu suddenly spoke, “Prince, I remember that at the old lady’s seventieth birthday banquet, it was Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan who attended. You should know who the real Mrs. Yan is.”

Instantly, everyone’s gaze turned towards Bo Jinxiu.

Including Jiang Ciyou and Xia Ling.

Xia Ling’s heart skipped a beat.

So the person in front of her was indeed the prince of the Beijing circle, Bo Jinxiu.

He was also the one she wanted to interview.

Her heart raced.

Yan Feng had indeed mentioned attending the old lady’s birthday banquet with Jiang Ciyou.

But he also said that there were a hundred tables at the banquet.

Rongcheng had only two tables, which were insignificant compared to the top families and politicians.

With so many people, he probably wouldn’t be able to distinguish who was who.

But Jiang Ciyou was so beautiful that she was the kind of person one would remember after just one glance.

She was a bit uncertain.

If her identity was exposed in front of him now, the exclusive interview opportunity would undoubtedly go to Jiang Ciyou.

Jiang Ciyou also looked at Bo Jinxiu.

Given that they had slept together for three years, it shouldn’t be too much to ask for a favor at this critical moment.

At this point, the manager had already walked over to Bo Jinxiu.

Clearly waiting for him to make a decision.

Bo Jinxiu glanced at Jiang Ciyou and said lightly, “I don’t know any Mr. Yan or Mrs. Yan. If you want to know who the real Mrs. Yan is, video call Mr. Yan and have him identify her himself. He surely wouldn’t fail to recognize his own wife.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I was really confused. Fortunately, the prince pointed it out. I’ll now video call Mr. Yan.”

Jiang Ciyou’s heart sank suddenly.

She saw Bo Jinxiu’s brows furrow slightly.

He was doing it on purpose.

The video call quickly connected.

“Manager Zhao, what’s the matter?” Yan Feng’s voice came through the phone.

Manager Zhao greeted, “Sorry, Mr. Yan, you said Mrs. Yan would come today, but now there are two Mrs. Yans here. Can you confirm which one is your wife?”

As Manager Zhao spoke, the camera scanned over Jiang Ciyou and Xia Ling.

Yan Feng frowned; he hadn’t expected Jiang Ciyou to come today.

She must have heard that Xia Ling was coming and decided to come too.

She always had to compete with Xia Ling on everything.

Yan Feng almost immediately spoke, “The one in white is my wife.”

Xia Ling was wearing a white outfit today, while Jiang Ciyou was in a pink tracksuit.

Manager Zhao smiled and said, “Alright, I won’t keep you any longer, Mr. Yan. I’ll take care of the rest. We will certainly take good care of Mrs. Yan.”

When the call ended, the surrounding crowd murmured.

The lobby was already crowded with people.

Many socialites and ladies were present.

“If you can’t play the game, don’t come here. Being caught pretending to be someone else’s wife in public is truly disgraceful.”

“Perhaps she’s here to fish for people. That woman has a face like a seductress.”

“She might be Mr. Yan’s mistress, coming here to provoke the legitimate wife. Otherwise, why would she use Mr. Yan’s name and come on the same day as Mrs. Yan?”

Jiang Ciyou had indeed had a wedding with Yan Feng.

The wedding was held three years ago, with only a few relatives and friends from both sides.

So while people in Rongcheng knew that Yan Feng was married, they didn’t know who the bride was.

She was being discussed by the crowd.

Jiang Ciyou seemed unaffected by it.

Manager Zhao walked over to Jiang Ciyou, his attitude clearly less courteous than before.

“Miss, you are not a member here. Please leave immediately.”

Jiang Ciyou showed no sign of embarrassment. Lazily pulling a card from her bag, she said, “If I apply for a membership now, can I then enter?”

Everyone fell silent.

The manager was also surprised. “Yes, you can… but our membership fee…”

“Two million, I know. Just swipe the card.”

Many people were momentarily stunned.

Even the ladies who had mocked Jiang Ciyou were wide-eyed.

They usually used their husbands’ or fathers’ membership statuses to gain entry, not their own.

The manager’s expression transformed again, now even more radiant than before.

He even neglected to attend to Xia Ling, leading Jiang Ciyou to the VIP room to process her membership card personally.

The young men around Bo Jinxiu looked on with increased interest.

“That card looks like a Cheetah Black Gold Card, right? There are only 500 issued worldwide, and it is universally accepted by major banks. It grants access to VIP services at all seven-star hotels globally. It is a symbol of status.”

“I remember the prince also has one. In Hua Country, there are fewer than twenty people with this card, and none are of ordinary status.”

“What background does Miss Jiang have?”

Those who had previously mocked Jiang Ciyou widened their eyes.

Two million might not be rare, but owning the Black Gold Card was.

It was not something ordinary wealthy people could have.

The issuing organization for this card had extremely stringent screening, and even royal families from various countries had no more than three cardholders.

The fact that Miss Jiang had one raised questions about her true identity.

Jiang Ciyou naturally didn’t know about this.

Because this was a salary card provided by her senior.

The annual dividends from QUEEN were all deposited into this card.

The amount in it had already reached eight hundred million.

For her, two million was nothing.