Van Cleef & Arpels was the most valued jewelry brand, and the Secret Garden series was its most sought-after product by the rich and the powerful. In this Van Cleef & Arpels series was VICOMTE, the one and only in the world.
Yun Na garnered all the attention the moment she stepped on the red carpet.
The paparazzi saw her and aimed their cameras at her to take pictures one after another.
Other female stars were discussing among themselves, "Who is this newcomer?" as they glared daggers at her.
"She's wearing Armani from the latest Summer series. Oh god, look at her neck, it's a necklace from the Secret Garden series of Van Cleef & Arpels!"
"I heard that gem is worth millions…"
"It must be fake! VICOMTE is a worldwide limited edition, so it's not easy to get your hands on it."
"Definitely fake. The VICOMTE necklace is priceless. Where did this newcomer come from for her to be wearing such fake jewelry? Hmph…"
"I heard there's a sugar daddy who wanted to buy this necklace at an auction at an exorbitant price…"
Everyone was discussing this matter fervently.
Yun Na could not make out what they were talking about, but she knew that she was currently the center of attention with the many jealous pairs of eyes looking at her. Her heart was smug as she strutted to the entrance with her head high and ample bust raised. She was politely blocked by the concierge at the door, however.
"How are you, madam? Kindly show your gala invitation card, please."
Invitation card? Does one need an invitation card to attend this gala?
She was momentarily thrown off but quickly recovered herself. With her proud chin lifted high, she sneered at the man. "What is the meaning of this? Are you asking me for an invitation card? Do you think I'll attend this gala without an invitation?"
"Sorry, madam, you have misunderstood. Asking for an invitation card from a guest is one of the protocols for tonight." The concierge's face continued to smile politely, though there were doubts in his eyes.
Rigorous entry protocols were being followed for tonight's gala. This was to prevent the young, naïve, and unpopular models and starlets from gatecrashing this event. Some entertainers tried entering the venue without an invitation card.
Huanyu Entertainment had given out five hundred invitation cards, and one hundred guest passes for this event. There were a hundred seats for the media representatives and all guests had to display their passes before they were allowed entry. There was no exception.
She looked slightly embarrassed and unhappily retorted, "I'm the partner of Director He. Does this require an invitation card, too?"
"Yes, may I ask which Director He you are referring to?"
"The well-known director, He Lingxiang."
"Haaa!" A burst of disdainful laughter came from her side.
Tonight, she was dressed in an evening gown with golden tassel. The long and flowy gown made her look extra slender and tall. Simple yet luxurious. And with the diamond jewelry on her neck and exquisite makeup, she looked stunning.
As a top public figure, she, Yang Mi, knew how to build publicity for herself. She attracted many camera flashes from the media the moment she appeared.
However, halfway on the red carpet, the attention shifted away from her to this unknown newcomer; naturally, she was very unhappy about it.