Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite

"Strange, why is there no reaction," Yan Wuxu saw Su Ziceng whispering to herself from time to time, and then compared the jewelry under the light.

"What kind of reaction can there be?" Yan Wuxu teased, quite puzzled by Su Ziceng’s behavior, "Don’t tell me you’re expecting them to produce diamonds when put together."

"Wuxu, where did you get these earrings from?" Su Ziceng returned Yellow Love to Yan Wuxu with some disappointment. Unlike the pear-shaped cut on Red Love, the diamonds on this pair of Yellow Love were square-cut. The luster they emitted was different from Red Love, covered in a layer of bright yellow light, while Red Love gleamed with a fiery red glow.

Hearing Su Ziceng ask about this, Yan Wuxu felt a bit uneasy, but she quickly covered it up. "I got them from Admiration," she did not explain that she had stolen them from Admiration.

Yan Wuxu didn’t spell it out, and Su Ziceng didn’t ask further. Sister Mu’s temperament was always unpredictable. When she was in a good mood, she’d give away expensive accessories casually, but if she was in a bad mood, you couldn’t even get a piece of scrap fabric from her.

"I remember hearing before that it was from a friend who left it with her on consignment," Yan Wuxu also gave out a useful bit of information, she didn’t want to dwell on this matter, and quickly changed the subject, "When Qing Chang came back, he told me that tonight’s auction was a huge success, congratulations to you."

Yan Wuxu wasn’t particularly happy about Su Ziceng’s successful auction. If she weren’t pregnant right now, she might have been the one organizing this auction. Although she now has a child, it means that she has fallen to the sidelines in the auction house’s affairs. This made Yan Wuxu somewhat unwilling; she had yet to lay her hands on the Su Family’s business, and if she had known it would be like this, she wouldn’t have dropped out of Kelly Women’s College.

Su Ziceng, however, took her to be sincere. When bringing up tonight’s auction, she also thought of the collaboration project launched by Christie’s Auction House. Since Su Qingzhang had told Yan Wuxu about tonight’s events, did it also mean that he had leaked some details about the collaboration? "Did father mention anything about Christie’s Auction House?"

"Of course he did," Su Qingzhang has been in a rare good mood these days; he first agreed to Yan Wuxu’s proposal of setting up a foundation, and even agreed to transfer the property under Mrs. Yan’s name to her after the birth of the child.

"Good news? Wuxu, do you also think it’s right to sell shares to Christie’s?" From the conversations with Hang Yishao and Yan Wuxu, Su Ziceng realized that the people around her all thought that collaborating with such a multinational institution would be more beneficial for Su Bi’s long-term development.

"Of course, think about it, leveraging the help of others to manage something we’re not good at. Such a rare opportunity, that’s like a once-in-a-century chance," Yan Wuxu, before marrying into the Su Family, didn’t understand much about business operations. However, she was intelligent and quickly learned some effective techniques after marrying into the Su Family. Despite constant obstruction from Chang Mei, she hasn’t been able to directly touch the Su Family’s affairs, she still learned some handy skills.

One might say, Yan Wuxu herself had a natural talent for leveraging external forces. Even before attending Kelly Women’s School, she knew to exploit Han Fang’s fondness for her to ensure her safety in Sixth District. After entering Admiration as a sales guide, she took the opportunity to meet Pello and smoothly got into Kelly Women’s College. Later on, although she took a tumble with Fei Qing, she quickly met Su Qingzhang. So for Yan Wuxu, climbing the ladder with the help of others was just a natural thing, as natural as fish swimming and birds flying; it was the simplest survival logic.

But Su Ziceng didn’t see it that way. She had experienced the most comfortable life, in which she still found things unsatisfactory. From the day Su Ziceng took her first step towards changing her fate, she decided not to lean on others easily. The former Su Qingzhang, and now Christie’s Auction House, were the same principle.

In the room, the wall clock ticked with a deep sound. These two women, each with their own thoughts, had different ideas flashing through their minds when Red Love and Yellow Love lit up on their own. Perhaps fate had already taken a wrong turn at the corner.

"Wait until tomorrow, I’ll discuss it with father again," Su Ziceng also felt tired, and with Yan Wuxu sporting a large belly, she should rest earlier.

Walking out of Yan Wuxu’s room, Su Ziceng saw Chang Chi returning late. Their rooms were north and south of each other, and as they met in the middle of the hallway, Su Ziceng intended to avoid her. Who knew that Chang Chi, seemingly drunk, bumped into her violently.

In the air, a dark tide was swirling. Su Ziceng’s elbow ached as she looked back at Chang Chi. Under the corridor light, Chang Chi’s face was a mix of red and white, and her hair had now grown almost as long as Su Ziceng’s.

The image of Chang Chi in her memory, with short hair, efficient in her actions, and always cold-eyed, had become blurred. The current Chang Chi, with wet hair clinging to her cheeks, distorted in shape, her eyes flickered with pain and resentment.

"Don’t be so smug, there’s still a long way to go. One day, Yishao will realize that I am the one who’s most suitable for him," tonight, for many people in Mo City, was unforgettable.

It was especially so for Chang Chi. She couldn’t stop Hang Yishao and Su Ziceng from leaving in the Subi Auction House.

So after crying in desperation, she sought out Shang Yin, a man like a venomous snake, and made an evil deal with him: "Help me ruin Su Ziceng."

Shang Yin agreed to Chang Chi’s request. Her body was clean and passionate, and since she approached him, why would he refuse? Moreover, ruining Su Ziceng and the Su Family was already in the plan, simply a piece of cake.

Some agreements are doomed, and whether for the parties involved or the onlookers, it is so. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)