Yoo Yeonhee’s arrival seemed to be the highlight of the banquet. The sound of camera shutters filled the air, while the people inside felt the tremors of the fans stomping and yelling.
Yoo Yeonhee who walked out of a white BMW 747 looked like a European princess from the Middle Ages. She was dressed in a stunning handcrafted pink dress trimmed with flower laces.
It wasn’t an overstatement to assume that these patterns could rival a dress embellished with crystals.
Yang Chen looked at the woman who was smilingly walking into the building while waving at her fans. He couldn’t help but think, She really is quite impressive. She must be a born actress. Everyone will think she’s a courteous and polite celebrity, and none would expect her to be the woman who put up an act in my office yesterday.
When Yoo Yeonhee walked into the hall, she maintained a faint smile on her face. Her behavior and posture appeared to be one of a noble. Many artists and musicians who had the opportunity to collaborate with her, came up to greet her.
Yoo Yeonhee’s gaze turned a little unnatural when she passed by Yang Chen, but everything else remained normal. She even offered her slim and fair-skinned hand to Yang Chen. Smiling, she said, “Director Yang, here we meet again. I wasn’t in a good mood yesterday. Please excuse my attitude.”
This time, Yoo Yeonhee spoke Korean, which surprised Yang Chen a little. Humph. This woman is obviously trying to embarrass me, knowing that there isn’t a translator here, he thought with a cold smile.
A few of the guests beside Yoo Yeonhee and Yang Chen noticed the unusual atmosphere. Out of curiosity, they turned to look at Yang Chen eagerly waiting for his response.
“Miss Yoo speaks fluent Chinese. I admire Koreans who can speak Chinese most. But your Korean could use a little work. Perhaps you should have paid a little more attention in your studies,” Yang Chen replied in Korean.
After Yang Chen finished speaking, a weird expression appeared in Yoo Yeonhee’s eyes. That was because Yang Chen had indeed spoken better Korean than her, a native. He sounded like he had grown up in Korea.
Before Yoo Yeonhee answered him, Yang Chen switched to another language and said a bunch of stuff that she failed to understand. At last, Yang Chen smiled as he waited for a reply.
Yoo Yeonhee was stunned. She had no clue what Yang Chen was talking about. It sounded a little bit like French or it could have been German, but could be Italian or Hungarian too… Yang Chen was sure that Yoo Yeonhee who had become a celebrity since she was around ten years old wasn’t able to understand anything other than Korean, Chinese, and English.
Irritated, all Yoo Yeonhee could do was guess what Yang Chen had said. Judging from his expression, he should’ve said a welcome speech. Thus, she replied in Chinese, “Thank you.”
A Taiwanese musician who was beside burst into laughter.
Yoo Yeonhee realized she had understood it wrongly. She then looked at Yang Chen who was shaking his head in a mocking manner. After that, Yang Chen turned around and walked away.
“What did Director Yang say?” another person who had heard the conversation asked the Taiwanese musician.
The Taiwanese musician joyfully looked at Yoo Yeonhee before explaining using a moderately loud voice, “I attended university in Sweden. I believe Director Yang spoke Norwegian earlier. Due to its similarity to Swedish and Danish, I could generally understand him. He was more or less greeting all the females in her family… Hehe… But our Miss Yoo is indeed generous. Even though Director Yang spoke in this unusual manner, she selflessly thanked him. I really have to learn from Miss Yoo.”
The explanation made by that musician sent the surrounding people into fits of laughter. They were all aware that it was the queen herself who looked for trouble in that situation.
Yoo Yeonhee’s face instantly heated up. Although she was well-known in the industry, these musicians were her seniors, most of whom had extraordinary backgrounds albeit most of their actions were performed behind closed doors. Furthermore, she wasn’t in her own country, but China instead. She couldn’t afford to piss off the others at will.
As a result, she chose to keep quiet for that matter. Acting like nothing had happened, she approached her close friends and started chatting. I have to heavily humiliate that fellow one day! she thought furiously.
Yang Chen on the other hand couldn’t be bothered to ponder about her for too long. He had seen too many women like her before. In his eyes, she was no different from an immature child. If his behavior hadn’t changed, there was no doubt that he would have given her a violent slap in an attempt to “cure” her. But that was all in the past. Today, he looked more and more like an old man who enjoyed the wind and tea. He couldn’t be bothered by most things anymore.
Around ten minutes before the banquet started, shouts and screams could be heard outside again. Soon, even the engine sound of a supercar echoed!
The surrounding reporters and crowds started to get excited. A full-black Porsche 911 GT3 drifted into the road nearby before swaying its way into a parking slot in front of the building!
Most of the people there were astonished at what they saw. Such drifting skills belonged only in the movies.
The lady who walked down the car shocked the crowd more.
Dressed in a red-hot, tight-fitting leather jacket, a blonde lady with an incredible figure could be seen. Her curves were so flawless that one’s veins would bulge. She wore a pair of colorful sunglasses on her perfect face. All she did was stand, and she managed to make the others feel bad about their appearances.
“My god! It’s Christen!”
After the first one recognized the lady, there was a chain reaction in the crowd. They shouted excitedly, a lot louder when compared to Yoo Yeonhee earlier. The scene outside the building had completely lost control for her arrival!
Christen hadn’t had her fun yet. Smiling, she pulled the zip of her jacket from top to bottom and removed it, revealing a shiny, black gown within!
The gown which revealed her shoulders and back truly displayed the international, goddess-like superstar. Christen removed her sunglasses and air kissed the crowd before speaking in English, “Thank you for the warm welcome. This performance is but a small gift for you all. I really like this country.”
After she finished speaking, a few of her fans got too excited that they fainted.
The security guards outside the building raised their protective shields tirelessly to finally block the crazy fans from rushing into the venue.
The guests in the hall couldn’t help but feel impressed at the kind of influence this superstar had. Her drifting skills couldn’t be pulled off by just any female celebrity. To them, she wasn’t just a celebrity anymore. She was the representative of an era.
Yoo Yeonhee paled as she received a glass of cocktail from a server. She used to think that she only lost in the Grammy’s because she was an Asian, or Korean specifically. Tonight, she had truly experienced the real meaning of losing upon Christen’s arrival.
I can never win against her… Yoo Yeonhee concluded powerlessly.
Christen’s grand appearance had attracted the attention of all the guests. But she walked like nobody’s business and ignored everyone who wanted to shake her hand including the well-known artists. Being stared upon by numerous sad and curious gazes, Christen walked toward a corner of the building.
Yang Chen wiped his forehead helplessly. That woman… Couldn’t she just leave him alone and let him live in peace? He’d prefer if they acted like strangers. Did she like to push him into the spotlight that much?
Christen approached Yang Chen and snatched the cocktail in Yang Chen’s hand before taking a sip smoothly. As if she was talking with an old friend, she said smilingly, “What is it? There are no reporters here. I won’t bring you trouble. I’m just greeting you first since I’m closer to you compared to the others.”
“I’ll suppress any gossips myself. But do you have to let everyone look at the two of us like this?” Yang Chen rolled his eyes. “I sometimes think that you’re no different from a thug.”
“How am I supposed to maintain my young and wild heart if I don’t act this way?” Christen asked. “Do you expect me to stay half-dead like the others old fellows?”
“Who are you calling old? You’re not that young yourself,” Yang Chen said with a laugh.
Christen gave him a discontented glance before walking elsewhere to talk with some of the guests she knew.
However, even if this was the case, a lot of people started making guesses. They didn’t think the first man Christen walked up to was merely the director of an entertainment agency. Moreover, Yang Chen had indeed appeared overly calm and dull, as if he had known Christen for decades. Most men would quiver at the sight of this goddess, much less talk to her.
When the banquet was about to begin, a quiet and slim figure appear from another pathway of the venue. The guests whom she walked past were a little stunned at her appearance.
She wore a simple office attire. She had little to no make-up, and had no ornaments. It could be seen that she looked rather weak and exhausted, as if she had just finished work.
However, it was exactly because of these characteristics which allowed the lady to attract the attention of all the guests. As if she was a blossom quietly blooming in a winter night, even if she stood at a corner of the venue, her fragrance and appearance would still attract the gaze of multiple people.
The lady didn’t mind everyone’s reaction at all. She appeared to be searching for something. She swept her gaze across the venue for a while, before walking to a corner at last.
This woman was naturally Lin Ruoxi who had rushed over after finishing her work, while the direction she was heading to was obviously the place Yang Chen was standing at.
Yang Chen was wondering what she had to talk to him about. But he was sure that his fame would skyrocket after tonight. Christen just came to him a while ago, while the first person Lin Ruoxi looked for was him again. He felt no different from a panda at a zoo with all the eyes in the banquet on him!