The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 668 - 665 Forcing Him to Show Himself 9_1

It was a blaze. A blaze of extreme radiance.

An illusion suddenly overcame the crowd: the short corridor seemed to have transformed into the red carpet of Cannes Beach.

The woman swayed as she approached, a smile on her face. The crowd had no time to discern if she was beautiful; their eyes were utterly captivated. She was like a red rose freshly bloomed in the sunset—vibrantly fresh and perfectly formed, its colors and sweet fragrance at their absolute peak.

Though they had drunk little, everyone felt completely intoxicated by her presence.

With her every step, the crowd parted. Soon, a path cleared through the previously packed hall.

Then, she stood in the middle, smiling gently. The crowd stirred, as if waking from a dream.

Someone suddenly spoke, their voice soft, "My God, who is she?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

She simply continued to smile. Amidst the crowd, her gaze found Rina, who stood opposite her.

Previously, Rina’s smile had been so refined, so elegant, so captivating, so invincible. But now, she suddenly faltered, an inexplicable rage surging within her. The most infuriating thing was that this woman *also* wore a red dress—they were clashing! Even if it were with Hollywood’s biggest star, Rina would never want to clash outfits with Yan Xixi. But not only had they clashed, the comparison was utterly devastating for Rina.

Suddenly, no one spared Rina a second glance. She felt like a wildflower by the roadside—beautiful in its own right but suddenly overshadowed by an ethereal, legendary blossom fallen from the heavens. She ground her teeth.

This woman did it on purpose—Yan Xixi did it on purpose! Why didn’t she dress as gaudily as she did when we first met? Back then, her appalling taste instantly repulsed me. But this time, she obviously chose her attire with painstaking care, dressed exquisitely for this very occasion.

Indeed, Yan Xixi *had* done it deliberately. For this very moment, she had ransacked her entire wardrobe. From her gown to her makeup, from head to toe, she had never in her life put so much deliberate effort into her appearance.

In the crowded room, she looked only at Rina, her smile radiant. I just came to see what Wan Donglin’s new flame looks like. Oh, so it’s just you.

Such audacity! For an abandoned woman, she was unbelievably arrogant.

Zhou Xiaoxuan was stunned. In fact, she couldn’t have imagined in her wildest dreams that Yan Xixi would dress like this. She exclaimed, "Yan Xixi?!"

Yan Xixi!

Yan Xixi!

So this is the Third Master’s new flame, the one long-rumored in their circles? No, his *former* flame— The Third Master had broken off his engagement with Zhou Ting for her; then, he abandoned her for Rina. The Third Master must be blind. That was the unspoken consensus of everyone present.

In reality, Yan Xixi had accompanied Wan Donglin on only a few occasions, and those were mostly confined to his inner circle. Thus, most of those present were seeing her for the first time. They all stared at this legendary figure. So this is what a woman who got into Harvard looks like?

Zhou Ting, in a corner, wore a faint, thoughtful smile. How amusing, isn’t it? Wan Donglin, how long are you going to keep up this charade? I refuse to believe you can hide at the ends of the earth forever.

Yan Xixi’s gaze swept, perhaps intentionally, perhaps not, across Zhou Ting’s face before lingering there, full of meaning. Now I understand. Zhou Ting is even more desperate to find Wan Donglin than I am. How interesting, indeed.

Wan Donglin’s past and current flames, all gathered in one place—enough for a mahjong table, if only they weren’t one player short. Brother Donglin, does your mother know three women are waiting for you to make a fourth for mahjong?

(That’s all for today. Happy Women’s Day, ladies!)