The assistant had been waiting at the entrance of Mingshui Show early, and I took the documents and walked in.

The round archway seemed to separate two worlds, one side bustling with the city, the other side serene and lush with the Su's garden.

The stone path underfoot was engraved with delicate patterns, bamboo forests swaying by the roadside, with a gentle breeze blowing.

A mysterious fragrance entered my nostrils, making my mind quiet.

After passing through winding corridors, I reached the door of the private room, where the men's conversation was clearly audible.

"Brother Qi, you've been with that girl for five years, right? Haven't you thought about changing?"

"I'm used to it, too lazy to change."

The familiar voice was calm and casual, with a hint of playfulness, inviting a round of teasing.

"So our Brother Qi is a big romantic!"

The laughter inside the room lasted for a few seconds, and Qi Yu's light response could be heard.

"Just playing around."

My steps paused, feeling something cold sinking gradually in my heart.

Knocking on the door and entering, the laughter came to an abrupt stop with my arrival.

Although the people sitting were under thirty on average, they were all ruthless characters in the Beijing circle.

The young masters were looking at me with interest, as if appraising a product.

Especially Huo Donghai, who had asked the question earlier, was the youngest among them but the most flamboyant.

He openly appraised me, clicked his tongue, and looked disdainful.

Qi Yu was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect me to come. I didn't look away, and handed him the documents.

"Manager Qi, I need your signature."

Qi Yu had said that outside, I should call him Manager Qi, after all, in the eyes of others, I was still his subordinate.

But in reality, everyone familiar with Qi Yu knew what my relationship with him was.

Qi Yu put out his cigarette, took the documents, signed them without even looking, and handed them back to me.

Looking at me for a half-second, he tossed me the car keys: "Go wait in the car."

I left and closed the door, hearing intermittent laughter behind me, the most distinctive of which was Huo Donghai's voice.

"Brother Qi, she's not even half as good-looking as Zhixia, what are you after?"

"Is it in bed..."

...I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, nor did I want to.

Every time this group of powerful and influential people gathered together, it was either about land and investments, or about women and sex.

After handing the documents to the assistant, I waited in the car for an hour, and they still hadn't finished.

Every part of Mingshui Show was exceptionally exquisite, deserving to be the number one private club in Beijing.

The boss behind this club was Huo Donghai, the second young master of the Huo family, the richest family in Beijing.

While the head of the Huo family, Huo Donglin, was decisive and mysterious, Huo Donghai was carefree and unbridled, managing various hotels and clubs, and getting along well with Qi Yu.

After waiting for a long time and feeling bored, I came to the winding corridor pavilion and unexpectedly met Shen Zhixia.

She was wearing a rose cheongsam, her face radiant and graceful as she walked by.

When she saw me, Shen Zhixia immediately frowned, her voice proud and cold: "What are you doing here?"

I stood up, nodded politely: "Miss Shen, I'm here to get Manager Qi's signature."

She glanced at my empty hands: "Where are the documents?"

"Already signed, he asked me to wait for him."

Shen Zhixia looked at my face, with a growing coldness in her eyes.

"Since A Yu asked you to wait, don't wander around casually."

She stopped in front of a flower bud about to bloom in the corridor, plucked it with her hand, and then crushed it slowly underfoot.

"After all, not everyone can come to Mingshui Show, don't forget your identity."

I clenched my hand tightly, speaking respectfully and calmly: "Understood."

Shen Zhixia smiled satisfactorily, turned and walked away.

I self-deprecatingly tugged at the corner of my lips.

Shen Zhixia was a red-hot female star in the entertainment industry.

The Qi and Shen families were old friends, Shen Zhixia liked Qi Yu, but Qi Yu only treated her as a little sister.

The Shen family had great power in Beijing, so Shen Zhixia could thrive in the entertainment industry without needing to cater to various capital interests, because her family was the biggest capital.

Qi Yu had instructed me, no matter how bad Shen Zhixia's attitude towards me was, I couldn't offend her.

And then there was Huo Donghai, who was Shen Zhixia's loyal fan, so he always saw me as a thorn in his side.

Every time I appeared, he would be sarcastic.

Qi Yu asked me to endure it, but he never thought of standing up for me, simply because he couldn't afford to offend Huo Donghai who had the backing of the Huo family.

So, I would always be the one at the very bottom.