Stepping into the main place, Ling Qingyu's group paused and scanned around. It was so huge, filled with hundreds of tables.
She couldn't bear to estimate the number of guests. Quite unimaginable in her opinion. Those invited to the auction or banquet weren't simple characters.
Unless they had great influence and wealth, Shen family wouldn't lay a glance. The past Ling Qingyu had never received invitation to similar events hosted by the big and powerful families before.
Her wealth unattainable by many ordinary people displayed nothing in front of the giants. But Ling Qingyu reckoned it was likely her network and foundation which didn't attract the attention of big shots.
Her reason was simple, because she saw many wealthy individuals whose net worth was several times lower than hers. Or, perhaps this was the first event hosted by Shen family, they lowered the requirements.
In any case, in the most chaotic and poor Province, she still discovered there were large numbers of rich individuals. She didn't dare guess the situation in the wealthier region and the capital.
While her thoughts raced through several aspects, only a few seconds passed in reality. Yang Qingyue pushed Ling Qingyu gently with her arm and gestured her head toward the right.
Ling Qingyu followed her gaze and saw Mr. Shen, who sent her the invitation a week ago, walking in her direction. She paced forward and saw him stretching his hand out.
She shook hands, released her grasp quickly, and greeted. "Mr. Shen. Long time no see. It's been a week since we last met."
Although handshakes meant nothing, Ling Qingyu wanted to avoid contact with men unless necessary or a close one. But at public occasion, it was better to not embarrass the host.
"Ms. Ling. I don't need to tell you but I'll say, you're a fairy now. You captured the limelight of the banquet. I'm even worried whether the event will go smoothly." Mr. Shen said with a chuckle; his eyes glanced at Yang Qingyue on the side.
"Oh, forgive me for not seeing you. Welcome, our respected chief. Your presence shines our event."
"Hmm." Yang Qingyue hummed coldly in response. She didn't want to bother talking with a man whose eyes only laid on Ling Qingyu.
Ling Qingyu's face darkened. What was the matter with Sister Yang's answer? Could you be so perfunctory?
Mr. Shen was puzzled but as someone with a keen social ability, he laughed and cracked small jokes. Afterward, the man personally brought the group to the front of the stage under everyone's eyes.
Yang Qingyue's official title and Ling Qingyu's previous huge spending had raised their status to the peak. But, they weren't the focus; Ling Yunxiang was watched by everyone.
Initially, she wasn't noticed hidden among several beauties. But Mr. Shen's presence caused more people to observe and discover her existence.
Her black material news had spread around the entire country thanks to the big guy, she somehow offended without her knowledge.
People discussed about her recent events. For the riches, sometimes spreading gossip was considered a recreational act to spend the time.
Yet, this time, fierce murmurs were exchanged. Usually, no one in their circle would bother to care about which artists slept with whom. The entertainment circle was dirty and troublesome; everyone knew.
Nonetheless, Ling Yunxiang's event was strange. Even though they knew she likely offended someone to spread malicious news, everything about her had disappeared since yesterday and only good news and whitewashing were spared, as if someone powerful had taken action.
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Some black fans attempted rumors and smashed more dirty water but they were soon overturned. Those posts were quickly deleted and the accounts were banned.
There had been news for those who were reluctant to give up had their devices hacked as warnings. Some even lost important files and data.
A few refused to give up and tried to black to express anger. As a result, their devices were really done for and no longer worked. People began to fear and stopped their malicious actions online.
Whether the news received was true or not, Ling Yunxiang's name reached the top search box. Many were curious about who was helping her, for a small artist to offend a bigger opponent.
The event attracted relevant departments to investigate the trace and found none. The special cyber division was even toyed around till everyone gnashed their teeth and almost slammed the keyboard. Although their suspicion was quickly drawn toward those related to Ling Yunxiang, there was no evidence to ascertain or point out any culprits.
Now, the individuals around had some guesses, as their eyes landed on Ling Qingyu's figure. Everyone discovered Ling Yunxiang has a true backing. Although Ling Qingyu's presence around Ling Yunxiang didn't prove their conjecture, people believed their intuition.
But no one spoke too much about Ling Qingyu or dissed her. First, they weren't sure. Second, it was none of their business. Third, they had long wanted to teach these abusive people online a memorable lesson a long ago.
If Ling Qingyu was the culprit who messed around the internet because of Ling Yunxiang, everyone would stand up and clap for her.