Chapter 495: Chapter 495

Yu Yanyu gave He Jinxia a meaningful glance: Trouble’s coming our way!

He Jinxia winked back at Yu Yanyu: If you’ve got any tricks up your sleeve, now’s the time to use them!

Yu Yanyu’s eyes darted around, and suddenly he covered his stomach with his hand, bent slightly at the waist, and frowned, "Ouch, my stomach hurts a bit, I’m going to head to the restroom first. Wait here for me."

Betraying a teammate shouldn’t be , He Jinxia really wanted to give Yu Yanyu the middle finger.

After Yu Yanyu left, Deng Zhaoyan also came to He Jinxia’s side.

Deng Zhaoyan smiled at her and said, "I didn’t expect you to attend tonight’s banquet."

He Jinxia smiled back: "I just happened to receive an invitation, so I came."

Deng Zhaoyan: "What auction item did you manage to win?"

He Jinxia’s eyes flickered slightly. Deng Zhaoyan couldn’t possibly be unaware that she hadn’t won anything, as all the items she wanted to bid on had been sniped by her. Now asking this, was she playing dumb?

But He Jinxia, if good for nothing else, was quite adept at acting and playing the fool.

With a shy smile, she said, "It’s my first time at an auction, and I wanted to win an item, but all the seniors drove the prices too high, so I didn’t get anything."

Upon hearing this, Deng Zhaoyan expressed some regret: "That’s such a pity. I did manage to win quite a few items though. How about I give you one?"

He Jinxia: "Sure, I’d love that. I liked the antique costume the most, Sister Zhaoyan, it’s wonderful that you’re willing to give it to me, thank you so much!"

The smile on Deng Zhaoyan’s face suddenly stiffened.

Wait, wasn’t He Jinxia supposed to refuse? Why did she accept so quickly?

Seeing Deng Zhaoyan not responding, He Jinxia sighed with a touch of regret: "What, Sister Zhaoyan, you don’t want to give it to me? I thought I could pick any. That antique costume means something special to me, I really liked it, it’s a shame I didn’t win it.

Oh, maybe Sister Zhaoyan didn’t win that costume, I’m not sure who did."

Deng Zhaoyan’s smile grew even more strained, "That costume was won by me, and I like it very much as well."

But He Jinxia didn’t go along with her, instead looking at her with eager eyes: "So Sister Zhaoyan, are you going to give me that costume? Didn’t you say you’d give me something? I don’t need anything expensive, just the costume will do."

Pah, she’d rather He Jinxia pick something more expensive! Oh, wait, since when did He Jinxia take things so literally?!!

Deng Zhaoyan felt a stifling frustration stuck in her chest, causing her immense discomfort.

All she did was casually mention giving something away, with the main intent to humiliate He Jinxia, to show that she couldn’t win anything she liked!

And now, how did it turn into her feeling so miserable?

He Jinxia let out a sigh: "Sister Zhaoyan, never mind then, if you don’t want to give it. I heard you say you’d give me something, and I really thought you would. Turns out you were just joking."

Give away the costume?

That would never happen.

Deng Zhaoyan forced a smile, dryly saying: "Jinxia, you take things too seriously."

He Jinxia sighed again, "I thought stars of your caliber wouldn’t joke around with me, but it turns out you’re all talk."

Deng Zhaoyan’s face slightly changed as He Jinxia turned the tables on her, accusing her of not keeping her word!

She stared steadily at He Jinxia, those big, dark eyes with colored contacts were inscrutable, devoid of spirit, making them seem sinister and frightening.

Deng Zhaoyan took a step forward, pretending to be having an intimate conversation with He Jinxia, and whispered in her ear, "Are you feeling proud, huh?"

"Not securing a single item in the auction, what trash. In the future, as long as I’m around, don’t even dream of getting ahead!"

He Jinxia’s eyes darkened, and her smile grew wider, responding in a similarly hushed tone, "And what about you, spending tens of millions for a pile of junk, you must be thrilled, right?"

"Deng Zhaoyan, you can’t blacklist me, by the way, let me share some good news. I’ve joined Director Wilson’s crew. Thank you for letting others give me the wrong audition time, otherwise, I wouldn’t have dared to go all-in and dance in front of everyone."

He Jinxia’s expression changed subtly, her eyes full of smug provocation, "You can’t beat me, you’ll never beat me, you’re just a loser!"

Deng Zhaoyan’s face changed slightly, her fingers clenched into a fist so tight that her knuckles turned white.

After both had dropped their heavy words, they should have said nothing more to prevent an emotional outburst, but He Jinxia did the opposite and insisted on continuing.

She was well aware that Deng Zhaoyan was on the verge of being enraged by her, and all she needed was a gentle push to make her lose control of her reason.

With so many celebrities at the scene and countless eyes watching them from the shadows, this was a perfect opportunity!

He Jinxia continued, smiling, "By the way, Sister Zhaoyan, congratulations on grabbing so many auction items. The people at Harper’s Bazaar must be very grateful to you. Are they going to chat with you, perhaps?"

Deng Zhaoyan’s chest heaved as she took several deep breaths, struggling to maintain control.

Mentioning Harper’s Bazaar made her feel a pang in her heart, as she had already offended them, and it was all because of He Jinxia!

If it weren’t for He Jinxia being here, if it wasn’t for He Jinxia always opposing her at every turn, she would never have been so irrational. Everything was He Jinxia’s fault!

Deng Zhaoyan looked coldly at He Jinxia, her eyes filled with icy sharpness.

She held a glass of champagne, involuntarily leaning toward He Jinxia, torn inside by two voices: one tempted her to throw it, the other urged her to be rational!

Suddenly, a voice came through, "Deng Zhaoyan."

Deng Zhaoyan turned her head and saw the editor-in-chief of Harper’s Bazaar, along with several deputy editors, approaching with serious expressions. Her heart skipped a beat, sensing trouble, she dared not act rashly. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel_fіre.net

Upon hearing the voice, He Jinxia also moved forward slightly, trying to peer over, and her arm bumped into the champagne in Deng Zhaoyan’s hand.

Startled, Deng Zhaoyan, already on edge, faltered, and splashed a bit of champagne, staining He Jinxia’s dress.

"Ah!" He Jinxia cried out in surprise.

Other celebrities quickly looked over, only to see a noticeable wet spot on her dress and some liquid on the floor, with Deng Zhaoyan standing beside, holding her mouth, a picture of shock.

Other stars couldn’t help but contemplate. They had heard that Deng Zhaoyan and He Jinxia were at odds, and now it seemed definitely true, as Deng Zhaoyan had even gone so far as to douse He Jinxia personally.

When it comes to a confrontation between a first-tier and a second-tier celebrity, it’s definitely the second-tier who is at a disadvantage, seen as the weaker party in their eyes.

After Geng Ni revealed some backstage details of the auction to certain celebrity groups, many stars learned that Deng Zhaoyan had bid on the low-priced items just to spite He Jinxia.

This caused quite a bit of dissatisfaction among many top celebrities.