Wu Mangmang’s attempt to use the “bf” trick to fish out the identities of the two people who had sent her private messages failed, and she promptly forgot about the whole matter, tossing it to the back of her mind.

Until two weeks later, when she encountered Lu Qingqing at Lu Lin’s fashion show.

“Mangmang.” Lu Qingqing excitedly waved at Wu Mangmang. “How come you’re here? You never used to go to shows when I invited you before.”

But this time Lu Lin had personally called, and it was Lu Lin’s own show, so Wu Mangmang couldn’t very well refuse – she didn’t have that kind of audacity.

Sometimes when others offer you face, whether you want it or not, you really have to accept it. After all, humans are social animals.

Lu Lin had several first-tier brands under her control, and she was also a designer herself. The items with the double “L” logo were her high-end brand, truly expensive, and a favorite of Ms. Liu.

The show hadn’t started yet, and Lu Lin only came over to greet Wu Mangmang briefly when she entered, asking her not to leave when it ended as there would be a celebration banquet at the hotel that evening.

The show hadn’t even started yet, and she was already inviting people to the celebration banquet – clearly she was extremely confident.

Soon after, many A-list celebrities arrived at the venue, with media flashlights popping incessantly. The white intense light made Wu Mangmang instinctively shrink back into a corner.

She had an illusion that the paparazzi’s telephoto cameras were like truth-revealing mirrors that left nowhere to hide, capable of exposing the darkest things in your life.

Wu Mangmang certainly didn’t want to reveal her true form.

“I’ve been trying to ask you out for so long, but you never come out. Have you gotten a new boyfriend?” Lu Qingqing gossiped. “Come clean, who is it?”

Lu Qingqing pulled up that “death-seeking selfie” post Wu Mangmang had made last time.

“Can’t you tell who it is?” Wu Mangmang asked back.

Perhaps influenced by those two private messages, Wu Mangmang felt that Lu Sui’s acquaintances should all know that it was Lu Sui.

Recognizing cars was much easier than recognizing people.

“How could I possibly tell? You can barely see even this tiny bit of hair.” Lu Qingqing held her thumb and index finger close together, with about a centimeter gap between them.

Wu Mangmang casually replied, “My uncle came by.”

“How old is your uncle? He’s pretty cool,” Lu Qingqing said.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but burst into laughter, thinking that if she really had Lu Sui as an uncle, she could swagger through life sideways.

When the runway show was about to begin, Wu Mangmang and Lu Qingqing finally got up from their corner to look for their seats.

This show was held in the city’s largest library, with a very vintage atmosphere. The chairs were also old-style library chairs with everyone’s names pasted on them.

Wu Mangmang searched for quite a while before unexpectedly finding her name in the front row.

How was this possible?

Although Wu Mangmang rarely attended shows, she still knew the basic unspoken rules.

Usually, the front row of major brand shows was occupied by either influential fashion magazines or retailers, or social celebrities and A-list stars.

While Lu Lin’s show venue wasn’t huge, accommodating only about two hundred people, given the double L brand’s appeal, many foreign media and VIP clients would fly in specifically to see the show. The applications and registrations should number no less than a thousand.

In this situation of high demand and limited seats, Wu Mangmang being invited by Lu Lin was already quite an honor.

But for someone like Wu Mangmang, a complete nobody unknown to the media, to sit in the front row would definitely shock everyone.

Wu Mangmang knew her place well, so she didn’t dare sit down at first.

Not until she received a WeChat message from the busy Lu Lin: “Sit down, that’s your seat.”

Only then did Wu Mangmang nervously take her seat, grateful that she was wearing a dress tonight, and a current season one at that – thanks to Ms. Liu’s generous allowance.

Sitting there, looking at the show’s lighting, Wu Mangmang had the feeling that “this show is being put on for my beloved.”

Being pursued by a female domineering CEO – you have to say, the experience was truly mixed and complex.

Women really understand women best. When they get romantic, they’re really something else.

At this moment, Wu Mangmang was beginning to question her own sexual orientation.

Soon, someone took the seat next to Wu Mangmang – it was Dong Keke, currently one of the hottest actresses in the country.

Dong Keke had been extremely popular these past couple of years. Last year, she became famous through a historical costume drama, and during New Year’s, she starred in a major director’s holiday blockbuster that broke box office records for domestic films.

She was the female lead in the two highest-grossing films this year – she was red-hot popular indeed.

“Ms. Wu.” Dong Keke actually greeted Wu Mangmang first.

This left Wu Mangmang so flattered that she didn’t know how to respond. An A-list celebrity actually remembered her surname without an assistant’s reminder?

“Ms. Dong.” Wu Mangmang politely nodded.

Dong Keke looked Wu Mangmang up and down, then curled her lips in an inexplicable cold smile and arrogantly stopped talking.

Wu Mangmang didn’t dare show off in front of a major celebrity. Although Dong Keke wasn’t formally trained either and her acting was somewhat affected, she was still a big star after all.

A person’s reputation precedes them.

From feminine intuition, Wu Mangmang felt that Dong Keke’s attitude was somewhat suspicious.

To actively greet someone she barely knew, then immediately adopt a dismissive “so that’s all there is to it” attitude – if she hadn’t taken the wrong medicine, there had to be a reason.

The fifteen-minute show ended quickly. The finale evening gown was absolutely stunning. Double L’s collection this season went with a vintage academic style, very different from previous seasons.

But as soon as the show ended, rave reviews poured in like a tide. The first to report were naturally the well-known bloggers on Weibo, who all had good seats.

Wu Mangmang also had pieces she admired, but while her allowance was generous compared to ordinary people, to acquire double L haute couture, she’d still need to save for several months.

Wu Mangmang and Lu Qingqing walked out of the library together. Going down the steps, Lu Qingqing asked, “Where are you going? Let me give you a ride.”

Clearly, Lu Qingqing, this distant cousin, hadn’t caught the attention of her older sister Lu Lin.

“I suddenly have a craving for crayfish,” Wu Mangmang said.

But Wu Mangmang’s crayfish expedition never materialized – Lu Lin’s call came through at just that moment.

“Mangmang, you must come to the celebration banquet. I’ve already arranged for a driver to wait for you at the library entrance.” Lu Lin hung up decisively before Wu Mangmang could refuse.

“Who was that?” Lu Qingqing asked.

Wu Mangmang put away her phone, tucking her loose hair behind her ear. “Ms. Lu, asking me to go to the celebration banquet.”

Lu Qingqing wasn’t too surprised – she had actually sensed something.

“So what do you plan to do?” Lu Qingqing was somewhat worried.

“I want to find an opportunity to make things clear with her. I still prefer men.” As Wu Mangmang spoke, she couldn’t help but think of Lu Sui – at least she wouldn’t want to grab Lu Lin’s butt.

This showed her sexual orientation was still quite correct, though romance built on wealth could sometimes truly dazzle one’s eyes.

Lu Qingqing fell silent for a moment, her smile somewhat strained. Obviously, she could hear that Wu Mangmang was also indirectly rejecting her. She had thought she was disguising it well, approaching slowly and steadily.

However, Wu Mangmang had still underestimated Lu Lin.

“Sister Lu Lin.” Since Wu Mangmang had made her decision, she wouldn’t let herself hesitate. She decisively found Lu Lin during a quiet moment at the celebration banquet and called out to her.

“Oh, it’s Mangmang.” Lu Lin turned to look at Wu Mangmang.

Everyone understood the situation clearly – there was no need to play dumb at this point.

“Sister Lu Lin, I…” Wu Mangmang’s words were interrupted by Lu Lin before she could finish.

Lu Lin swirled the pale golden champagne in her glass, not looking at Wu Mangmang. Her face showed no joy from the celebration, instead carrying a trace of melancholy. “I know what you want to say. Have I caused you trouble?”

Lu Lin smiled at Wu Mangmang. “Don’t be in such a hurry to reject me. All men in this world are no good. No one knows who will be by their side during their final moments in life.”

“Just like how five years ago, I didn’t know I could fall for a woman either.” Lu Lin smiled bitterly and tilted her head back to drink most of the champagne in her glass.

Wu Mangmang, this little rookie, was rendered speechless when faced with Lu Lin.

Of course, it was also due to women’s natural sympathy for other women, and Lu Lin’s feelings for her shouldn’t be trampled upon.

Lu Lin patted Wu Mangmang’s shoulder. “Don’t take it to heart. I like you – if we can’t be lovers, can’t we at least be friends? Are you unwilling to even be friends with me?”

What else could Wu Mangmang say? Lu Lin had said everything herself.

When women pursue women, it’s convenient – they can advance or retreat, and under the banner of friendship, what can’t they do?

If women naturally sympathize with women, then women also naturally view certain other women as enemies.

They always have the most acute intuition about romantic rivals.

So when Wu Mangmang heard Dong Keke sweetly call her “Ms. Wu,” she felt a chill down her spine.

Turning around, sure enough, even her palms were sweating.

Wasn’t Dong Keke holding onto Wu Mangmang’s “uncle” Mr. Lu?

Wu Mangmang felt a wave of guilt.

Lu Sui arrived fashionably late, showing up half an hour after the celebration banquet had begun.

Wu Mangmang didn’t dare even glance in his direction, feeling somewhat ashamed.

That night, in a moment of heated impulse to fish out the identities of those two alt accounts, she had fabricated the “bf” incident. Thinking back on it afterward, she felt it was very inappropriate.

First, it seemed like she had a crush on Lu Sui, and second, this behavior was too low-class. The other party didn’t fancy her, yet she pretended to be his girlfriend. If Wu Mangmang were an observer, she’d probably spit on herself first out of disgust.

“Are you two having a fight?” Dong Keke looked at Wu Mangmang, then at Lu Sui, pursing her lips in a smile. Just as she was about to continue, Wu Mangmang quickly interrupted.

“Uncle Lu, Ms. Dong.” Wu Mangmang politely observed junior etiquette.

Dong Keke blinked, clearly not yet understanding what was happening.

Lu Sui’s expression remained mild, seemingly waiting for Wu Mangmang to continue.

Wu Mangmang was truly desperate now – it was clear that this Ms. Dong was the “Yisheng Shunsui” alt account.

It was really hard on this big star, even following her own Weibo account. It seemed like all women related to Lu Sui couldn’t escape her alt account’s attention.

Only now did Wu Mangmang recall that among the people followed by Yisheng Shunsui, the majority were indeed women – she really hadn’t paid attention at the time.

Wu Mangmang was sharp enough to see from one glance that Dong Keke was about to put on a performance. She had the same look when she played Noble Consort Liang scheming against her romantic rivals.

Wu Mangmang would rather die than admit in front of Lu Sui that “bf” was an English abbreviation – it was too embarrassing.

Women, when in front of quality men, even if they didn’t like them, absolutely couldn’t cut themselves off from possibility.

“Mr. Lu has always been someone I deeply respect. My father also greatly admires Mr. Lu, often saying that only people with real ability can earn genuine respect. In his eyes, Mr. Lu surpasses him greatly in both capability and experience – he’s a senior-level figure. Calling him Uncle Lu would seem insufficiently respectful; only calling him Uncle properly shows the appropriate reverence.” Wu Mangmang wore an appropriate smile and spoke in an extremely solemn tone.

“Your transition was a bit clumsy,” Lu Sui commented.

Wu Mangmang almost broke character upon hearing this, but a good actress never lets minor setbacks make her laugh and ruin the scene.

So she struggled to maintain her composure.

“Oh, so Ms. Wu’s ‘bf’ was short for ‘bofu’ (uncle)! I thought it was ‘boyfriend,'” Dong Keke was also a good actress, insisting on finishing the performance. “I was just wondering when Lu Sui got a girlfriend that we friends didn’t know about.”

Wu Mangmang felt her face burning hot enough to cook pancakes – this was the consequence of talking big. The worst part was being exposed on the spot like this.

“Oh, so the alt account that sent me private messages was Ms. Dong’s. I really didn’t expect a big star like Ms. Dong to care about a small fry like me – what have I done to deserve such attention?”

Wu Mangmang wasn’t afraid of Dong Keke, ignoring her embarrassment and continuing: “You know how we young people are – we think typing is slow, so we like to use abbreviations for most things. I was going to type ‘bofu’ (uncle) but ended up typing ‘bf’ instead. I really didn’t expect Ms. Dong would read too much into it.”

Wu Mangmang was truly talking nonsense with her eyes wide open.

And Dong Keke never expected Wu Mangmang’s face could be this thick.

But this wasn’t over – after all, it was Dong Keke who had provoked her first.

Wu Mangmang tucked her hair behind her ear again – supposedly when women do this gesture, they’re very alluring, drawing people’s attention to their pretty earlobes and fair necks.

The signature move before a scheming woman attacks.

“Speaking of which, it’s really strange – I just randomly posted a photo that day, so how did Ms. Dong so abruptly come to question me, asking why I was on Uncle Lu’s motorcycle?” Wu Mangmang smiled and played dumb.

Never forgetting someone while not daring to speak up – it looked truly pitiful. Wu Mangmang didn’t mind helping Dong Keke bring things into the open; perhaps the two in front of her could even reconcile.