Extreme Pampering-Chapter 25 - Wanting to Win Her Favor

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Wanting to Win Her Favor.

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Wanting to Win Her Favor.

After signing with Wenhuang, in addition to filming, she had other schedules to follow, and her manager Wang Feifei personally guided her through the process, fearing that the organizers might underestimate her at the red carpet event.

“This red carpet event is a warm-up for NaSand’s jewelry auction, it won’t take long, don’t be nervous, just perform as you did before,”

NaSand is a top luxury jewelry brand from Italy. This auction, reportedly three years in the making, is inaccessible to the general public. The public’s main focus, however, was on this red carpet event that invited many celebrities.

Each artist participating in the red carpet wore NaSand’s jewelry. However, most of them paid for it themselves, either by buying or borrowing, as the event sponsors did not provide any.

Wang Feifei bent down to adjust Shen Zhiyi’s dress, “The necklace was purchased, not borrowed, so don’t be too careful with it, but it’s best not to lose it, as it would be troublesome to find.”

Shen Zhiyi acknowledged this, and at that moment, the red carpet event was already one-third underway, and her turn was coming up soon.

The media surrounded the red carpet, and the flashlights never stopped. Xu Xia made her appearance before Shen Zhiyi, wearing a jewelry necklace that was not the one borrowed by the company but a classic limited-edition model from last year, which was hard to purchase.

The assistant carefully combed her hair, “Xiaxia, how did you get this necklace? It’s even harder to find than the one the company borrowed.”

Xu Xia lightly touched the dazzling pink diamond on the pendant and smiled faintly, “It was a gift.”

The assistant exclaimed, “Was it from Huo Heng?”

Although their affair was well concealed, close managers and assistants were all too aware of it.

Xu Xia did not answer, but a hint of scorn crossed her eyes.

Just by Huo Heng?

His recent state was poor, and being someone accustomed to adulation, he could not handle the backlash from the public, even reneging on previously agreed work. He did not even remember that she was attending the red carpet today, let alone send her jewelry.

Especially not this kind that was hard to buy.

Unlike Huo Heng, Xu Xia’s mood had been relatively good recently, as things were unfolding as she had anticipated.

But her good mood disappeared the moment she saw Shen Zhiyi appear on the red carpet.

Her expression turned cold, and she bowed her head to send a message.

“Did you also give Shen Zhiyi a necklace?”

The one Shen Zhiyi wore was even a new model from this year, belonging to the same series as the one she wore.

The response came slowly and was only a few words.

“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”

Xu Xia clenched her fingers tightly.

She could not possibly let Shen Zhiyi surpass her.

“Zhiyi,” after finishing the red carpet and moving towards the indoor dinner hall, Wang Feifei extended her hand for her to hold to stabilize herself in her high heels, “I won’t accompany you inside, call me if you need anything. There are quite a few people here, talk to anyone you know.”

“Okay.”

Shen Zhiyi entered the indoor area on her own, maneuvered around a column to find her seat, and had barely settled in when someone touched her shoulder.

She turned her head to see Xun Zhouxing’s smiling face, her expression instantly cooled, showing displeasure, “I told you not to touch me casually.”

If Xun Zhouxing wasn’t so handsy, she wouldn’t be so annoyed with him.

“Alright, alright, I apologize,” Xun Zhouxing raised his hands in apology, leaning his arms on the back of her chair, and whispered mysteriously, “There’s a jewelry auction upstairs, want to take a look?”

Song Ran’s voice suddenly interjected, “Do you have an invitation?”

Xun Zhouxing was certainly a second-generation rich person, but in terms of actual influence, he was hardly in the upper-middle tier of the Beijing Community.

“Look down on me?” Xun Zhouxing paused and said, “I don’t have an invitation, but I can still watch without participating in the auction.”

He wasn’t interested in the jewelry auction, as he wasn’t eligible to buy anything there; he just wanted to flaunt his status using this opportunity.

Last time, Shen Zhiyi’s unusual interest in that member of Pei’s family made Xun Zhouxing feel that she was too ambitious, and he doubted if he had shown himself sufficiently in her eyes, so he decided to show off a bit.

“Let’s go,” Xun Zhouxing knew Shen Zhiyi would definitely refuse again and hurriedly added, “Come with me for fun, and I won’t bother you afterward.”

Wanting to bask in the reflected glory, Song Ran also chimed in, “Why not go?”

She was better at acting cute than Xun Zhouxing, closely hugging Shen Zhiyi’s arm with a strong scent of perfume, “It’s boring to stay here, just by going you can get Xun Zhouxing off your back. How great is that?”

Shen Zhiyi sighed, “I’ll just take a look and come back.”

“Alright,” Xun Zhouxing smiled, “You’ve finally given me face.”

Yet, he was certain in his heart, which woman doesn’t like jewelry? He suspected that once she was there, she would be dazzled by what she saw, and afterward, if he sent some jewelry to her, wouldn’t he win her favor?

The jewelry auction was attended by the top individuals of the Beijing Community, each with their own private box; the hall was reserved for those not invited, who could only watch without participating. Even getting into this area had its threshold, which Xun Zhouxing managed through his father’s connections.

The venue was decorated lavishly, with gilded ceiling decorations and pointillist gemstones on reliefs, bathed in specially designed lighting that made them shimmer. Even the carpets were hand-woven silk antiques that others bought for their collections, now just placed underfoot for people to step on.

The more Song Ran looked, the more awed she became, unable to restrain herself from asking, “Whose building is this?”

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She had only been to the banquet halls on the third floor for events in the past and was curious about who owned the building, to invest so heavily in an auction venue.

The auction hadn’t started yet, and the hall lights were somewhat dim; Xun Zhouxing turned around upon hearing her and whispered, “This building belongs to the Pei’s.”

Quietly following behind, Shen Zhiyi suddenly said, “Pei?”

Without overthinking, Xun Zhouxing saw her interest and added a few more words, “It was built by that member of Pei’s family when he started to take charge, spending over a billion. It’s said to be to spite his father.”

Given the special circumstance, Xun Zhouxing spoke with extra caution, not directly mentioning names but just saying, “It was his first step in taking charge.”

Proving to those directors of Pei’s how much power he truly held to dare to act in such a manner.

At this moment, in the VIP room on the second floor, this topic was also brought up again.

“What was Brother Pei thinking when he built this place, he even laid it with Uncle Pei’s antique carpet.”

Qin Fang thought about it and couldn’t help but laugh, also admiring Pei Yu’s boldness. Back then, they were all young, under strict control from their families, and Pei Yu was the first to boldly go against his father’s wishes.

Half of the window was open, Pei Yu lazily propped his cheek, his gaze unfocused, dressed casually today in meeting his close friend, the black silk shirt’s collar mostly unbuttoned, exuding a nonchalant coolness.

He sipped some red wine, too lazy to respond to Qin Fang’s comment, “What is the finale piece this time?”

Fu Songzhi looked up, “The ‘Nightingale,’ a blue diamond pendant. Are you going to bid?”

Pei Yu still appeared lackluster, “Hmm.”

Qin Fang interjected, “Are you getting it for your lady?”

The wine swirled in the glass, Pei Yu lowered his gaze, his lips curling in a faint smile.

“Want to win her favor.”