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6 Harassment at the party

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Qiao Ai closed the door and shook off her high heels. Without even turning on the lights, she slumped onto the living room sofa.

After a while, there was the sound of the door opening.

Someone entered the house and turned on the lights in the living room.

"Xiao Ai, why didn't you turn on the lights when you came back? You scared me to death.”Chen Yao was shocked to see Qiao Ai sprawled on the sofa. Her long black hair was scattered all around her, making her look like she was in a horror movie.

"It smells so good!" Qiao Ai didn't move. She only sniffed the fragrance of the spicy hotpot.

"Have you eaten? I bought spicy hotpot." Chen Yao was a little speechless. She placed the spicy hotpot she bought on the coffee table and turned on the air conditioner. However, the air conditioner did not react. She stomped her feet and said,"Why is it broken again? It's so hot!"

Qiao Ai got up from the sofa. As the air conditioner was not turned on, the small living room was as hot as a steamer. She was already sweating.

"Did it work? He didn't come back last night." Chen Yao asked her mischievously.

Qiao Ai sighed and didn't answer. She looked like she had lost all hope.

"You didn't succeed?" Chen Yao frowned and turned on the electric fan. She sat cross-legged on the coffee table and handed Qiao Ai a pair of disposable chopsticks."I thought you weren't back, so I didn't buy much.”

Qiao Ai picked up her chopsticks and didn't reply to Chen Yao. She buried her head in the hot pot and ate a few mouthfuls. She was really hungry!

She had just taken a few bites when her phone rang.

Qiao Ai ignored him.

"Xiao Ai, it's your manager.”Chen Yao helped her take a look at her phone.

Qiao Ai stopped what she was doing and looked up at Chen Yao, who was handing her the phone. She brushed the wet hair on her forehead. Thinking about how she had failed the interview again, she really didn't have the courage to answer the call.

However, her phone kept ringing.

Qiao Ai gestured for Chen Yao to help her take the call and made a gesture of taking a shower.

Chen Yao had no choice but to pick up the phone. Before she could speak, Sister Li's loud voice came through,"Xiao Ai, hurry up and pack up. There's a cocktail party at Lido at eight o'clock. I'm already driving to your rented house.”

After saying that, Sister Li hung up.

Qiao Ai didn't need Chen Yao to tell her what happened. She had already heard it. She turned to look at the clock beside her. It was already a quarter past seven.

"Did you pass the interview today?" Qiao Ai was confused.

"You went for an interview today? Aren't we going to sneak into Sinan City?" Chen Yao was a little confused.

Qiao Ai looked at the clock again. She put down her chopsticks and rushed to the bathroom.

The sound of things falling to the ground and Qiao Ai's wailing could be heard from the bathroom. Chen Yao shook her head. It was nothing out of the ordinary. She continued to eat her spicy hotpot…

*

Qiao Ai was still panting after getting into Sister Li's BMW.

"Can't you buy some better clothes?”Sister Li sized up Qiao Ai, who was wearing a pink modified cheongsam. She gritted her teeth in anger."My dear Qiao Ai, I'm asking you to attend the investor's cocktail party, not to be a hostess!”

"Sister Li, you know that I'm in financial difficulties. You didn't tell me in advance, so I didn't have time to rent clothes.”Qiao Ai said pitifully. This was one of the reasons. The other reason was that there were too many traces of intimacy on her body. She could not wear any other dress that showed off her figure.

Sister Li really wanted to scold her, but after thinking about it, she decided not to.

Silence returned to the carriage.

"Sister Li, did I pass the interview today?”Qiao Ai asked her softly. This didn't make sense!

"I'm not sure yet, but since the production team has informed you to attend the cocktail party, it should be close to the truth. You should…keep a low profile.”Sister Li was also puzzled. The people from the production team suddenly called and explained it in a vague manner.

"Is Lin Fangling the female lead in this drama?”Qiao Ai knew what she was doing, but she still asked.

"Yes, I've read the script. It's another popular drama. As long as you can show your face this time, you might have a chance to make a comeback.”Sister Li had a good eye. If she said she could become famous, then there was a 90% chance that she would. Of course, she had to ignore Qiao Ai's failure first!

Qiao Ai fell into deep thought.

"Don't feel burdened. Now that Lin Fangling is famous, she definitely won't put a small fry like you in her eyes.”Sister Li could see through Qiao Ai's thoughts. She was angry about what had happened earlier. When an artiste became popular, her value would rise as well. They were in this together.

Sister Li's words were hurtful, but they comforted Qiao Ai.

As an E-list celebrity, she was struggling to survive in the cracks. What right did she have to nitpick on the script and actors? She would be secretly laughing if she had any acting roles. Even if she hated Lin Fangling, she did not have the strength to resist now, so she had to endure it!

*

At 7:50, the car stopped at the entrance of the Lido Club.

The investor had booked the entire floor as the venue for the cocktail party. Many media outlets had gotten wind of it and blocked the entrance of the club in order to get first-hand information.

After communicating, the clubhouse sent more security guards and set up a red carpet and a signature wall at the entrance for the media to take photos.

Several main actors had already entered through a special passage and did not give the media a chance to take photos.

In the end, those who walked the red carpet were all celebrities who were not very famous. After the media took a while to take pictures, they found out about the situation and slowly dispersed.

At this moment, there were a few small media outlets scattered at the door. Occasionally, the cameras would flash, and they were hoping for a surprise.

Qiao Ai's car stopped by the red carpet. The photographers who were chatting perked up and aimed at the BMW.

However, the moment the car door opened, Qiao Ai, who was wearing a qipao, got out of the car. The photographers all looked disappointed. Seeing that there were no other actors in the car, they took a few photos and went back to chatting.

Qiao Ai pursed her lips. This wasn't the first time she had been treated like this. She didn't feel as bad as before.

Sister Li was going to park the car. She wanted to walk this part of the road by herself. She straightened her back and walked towards the door alone.

The female host waiting by the autograph wall only glanced at her lightly before looking away.

Qiao Ai felt a little awkward as she continued to walk toward the entrance of the magnificent palace.

Just as she was about to step through the revolving door, she heard a commotion behind her.

The female host who had ignored her earlier picked up the microphone and shouted excitedly," Welcome, our great director, Mr. Yu Zhou. Welcome, welcome…Mr. Yu, please come over here…"

Qiao Ai turned around and saw Yu Zhou, who was wearing a red casual suit, walking toward them. He waved at his media friends who were frantically pressing their cameras and declined the interview of the host outside. He then strode toward the main entrance.

He walked behind Qiao Ai with his long legs.

He glanced at Qiao Ai and saw that she was in a daze. He coughed lightly and gestured for her to leave first.

Qiao Ai immediately came back to her senses. She smelled the refreshing mint scent on his body and saw the faint smile in his peach blossom eyes. She felt a little awkward. She wanted to move aside, but he let her go first like a gentleman. There were reporters taking pictures behind her. She lowered her head and quickly entered the revolving door.

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