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Chapter 648 Luna and Tina
London time, 6:00 AM.

Outside the window, the night was still thick and impenetrable.

Fine raindrops tapped against the glass windows, adding a touch of tranquility to this ancient city.

In a luxury suite at the Ritz Hotel.

The air still carries the scent of sandalwood from last night's sleep-inducing aromatherapy.

Lin Muxue slowly opened her eyes and sat up in bed.

After three days of adjustment, the annoying jet lag was finally completely overcome.

I picked up my phone, first checked for unread messages, and then reported my schedule for the day to Tang Song.

Lin Muxue came to the bedside and stretched lazily.

Her sexy, curvaceous body stretched out in the dim light, creating a breathtaking silhouette.

This is her fourth day in London.

Recalling the experiences of the past few days, she couldn't help but smile wildly.

That was truly a...dreamlike "show-off journey".

When Anne Kate and her Gulfstream G650ER took off from Yancheng, they had already completely intimidated her wealthy young friends.

Upon arriving in London, she was personally received by Lady Camilla Astor, the real Lady of Astor, at a private dinner, which further elevated her "status."

She still remembers how Zhou Hang and Zhang Xi were so flustered and speechless when they learned each other's identities.

Of course, what she enjoyed most was shopping without any worries.

This time, she was on Tang Song's orders, and was traveling openly and legitimately as the Assistant to the Chief Executive Officer of Rongliu Capital.

Every transaction made with the co-branded black card in her hand had a legitimate reason.

So, on New Bond Street and at Harrods, she snapped up several luxury items she had long coveted.

Of course, she didn't go too far; she reported every expense to Tang Song on WeChat.

After all, tonight I'm going to attend the Imperial College alumni reunion, and it's at a duke's private estate.

Naturally, one must dress in formal attire to attend, and absolutely cannot bring shame upon the Tang and Song dynasties.

I got up and changed my clothes.

Lin Muxue picked up the action camera from the bedside table and began filming her vlog for the day.

"Good morning~" She smiled slightly, yet still brightly, at the camera. "It's six in the morning in London, and it's raining outside. I have a lot to do today, and I also have to attend the Imperial College alumni reunion, so I need to get up early to prepare..."

Washing, skincare, hair care...

She recorded every step with the most elegant and relaxed demeanor.

Around 7 a.m., as dawn broke, she pressed the call button by her bedside.

A personal butler pushed in a food cart and served her a steaming English breakfast and the day's Financial Times.

"Good morning, Ms. Lin."

“Morning, Edith.”

Lin Muxue leaned against the velvet chair by the window, sipping fine black tea while flipping through the newspaper.

Occasionally, looking up, one can see through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows the gradually awakening royal green space in Green Park, shrouded in morning mist, and the hazy silhouette of Westminster Palace in the distance.

She squinted her eyes slightly, a pleasant, gentle shiver running through her.

At this moment, she finally realized one of her dreams.

In the heart of this global financial capital, I enjoy impeccable top-tier service as both an MBA student from a world-renowned university and a top private equity executive.

It's a pity Tang Song isn't here, otherwise she feels her fighting power could double.

The water magic she used was also impressive enough to impress him.

finish breakfast.

Lin Muxue turned off the camera and began to put on makeup and pack her things.

At 9 a.m., the rain outside the window gradually stopped.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Xi.

Lin Muxue got into the Bentley waiting in front of the hotel and set off for Imperial College London.

The car drove smoothly through the streets of London.

Outside the window, one can see everything from the luxurious Piccadilly Circus to the royal grandeur of Hyde Park, and then to the strong academic atmosphere of South Kensington.

They flashed before her eyes one by one.

In fact, she had already visited Imperial College London on her second day after arriving in London.

During that meeting, she received her "freshman gift package".

A student ID card with her name and photo printed on it, granting her the highest level of access; a welcome letter personally signed by the dean; and a list of the most important invited guests at tonight's alumni reunion.

Today, before the official alumni meeting begins, she needs to have a formal meeting with her mentor.

...

Soon, the Bentley came to a smooth stop at the entrance of Imperial College London's South Kensington campus.

Through the car window, Lin Muxue immediately spotted the white man who was smiling and waiting at the bottom of the stone steps.

It was Henderson, the senior manager of the school's development office.

She took a deep breath, suppressing all her guilt and anxiety, and put on a confident smile again before getting out of the car.

Good morning, Ms. Lin, you look fantastic.

Good morning, Mr. Henderson.

Then, accompanied by Henderson, she strolled into the campus.

Ancient Gothic architecture and modern teaching buildings complement each other, and students in academic robes hurry by with their books, filling the air with a unique atmosphere where academia and history intertwine.

Lin Muxue felt as if she had accidentally wandered into Hogwarts from Harry Potter.

We passed through several school buildings.

They eventually arrived at a senior faculty club located on the banks of the Thames.

In a private box at the club overlooking the river.

She met her "mentor," Professor Philip Drummond.

This is an elderly British gentleman with gray hair and a refined demeanor.

He is not only a tenured professor at Imperial College Business School and a knighted by the Queen, but also a former economic advisor to the UK Treasury.

The meeting was not as serious as I had imagined.

Professor Drummond, like a kind elder, personally poured her a cup of Ceylon tea.

We chatted about London's unpredictable weather, the latest art exhibitions at Tate Modern, and some interesting anecdotes about the inside story of the luxury goods industry.

It is clear that the school had already provided the professor with all her background information and personal preferences in advance.

At the same time, he also made "personalized" arrangements for her upcoming study plans.

Her courses will be very flexible, focusing more on practice and case studies, so there's no need to worry about academic pressure.

This is essentially the school telling her: you're here mainly to expand your network and gain status; we won't make things difficult for you academically.

This pleasant meeting allowed Lin Muxue to completely let go of her last worry about her "academic failure" status.

This also means that she has truly stepped into the gates of this world-class university.

……

Around noon, the pleasant meeting with Professor Drummond finally came to an end.

Lin Muxue had just stepped out of the heavy oak door of the faculty club when her cell phone rang.

【Cici (Wang Si)】

This Wang Si was a companion assigned to her by the school's development office when she first arrived in London.

They both come from China and both entered school through a "special channel".

However, unlike her, Wang Si had arrived a month earlier and was more familiar with the school environment.

It can help her get familiar with it quickly.

Lin Muxue quickly answered the phone and said with a smile, "Hello, Cici."

"Luna, I remember you said you were coming to school today, right?"

"Yes, I just met with my advisor."

Wang Si's tone became even more enthusiastic, "That's great! How about we have lunch together? I'll take you to the faculty restaurant, their Wellington steak is super authentic! We can also discuss the alumni association's itinerary for tonight."

Lin Muxue raised her eyebrows slightly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I'll go right now."

Having someone as socially savvy as Cici as a guide can help you quickly establish yourself in a new situation.

The faculty dining hall is more like a high-end private club.

The white tablecloth-covered dining table, the courteous waiters, and the quiet conversations of the elegant professors and scholars all contributed to the exceptionally solemn atmosphere.

Lin Muxue walked in and immediately saw Wang Si waving at her.

The other person was wearing a pink Chanel suit and had exquisite makeup.

She has the typical look of an internet celebrity, but unlike her, Wang Si's face shows clear signs of sculpting.

It's obvious she's had plastic surgery.

After ordering, Wang Si took the initiative to start a conversation.

They chatted about their experiences at school and shared gossip about different professors.

Both were women with good emotional intelligence and were interested in getting to know each other, so the conversation was very pleasant.

The atmosphere was harmonious and friendly.

After finishing lunch, Wang Si's eyes flickered.

He opened his Hermès Kelly bag, took out a gold-embossed business card, and handed it over.

"Luna, this is our second meeting, so we can be considered friends now. Here is my business card. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything."

"Thank you, Cici." Lin Muxue nodded and accepted it, glancing at it casually before pausing slightly.

[Cici Wang, Assistant to the Chairman of Huaqi Holdings Group...]

I've worked in a financial company for quite some time now, after all.

She had naturally heard of Huaqi Holdings, a listed real estate company in China with assets exceeding 10 billion yuan, and considered a leading enterprise.

Wang Si is only 25 years old this year, yet she has become the chairman's assistant.

Let's take a look at her figure, appearance, and fashion style.

In an instant, some guesses came to her mind.

Wang Si looked at her and tentatively asked, "When we last met, I heard you tell the school staff that you were also an assistant at a company?"

"Yes." Lin Muxue nodded. "I work as an assistant to the general manager at a private equity firm."

"So, your decision to pursue this Global MBA at Imperial College London was also arranged by the company, right?"

Seemingly understanding what the other person meant, Lin Muxue shook her head and explained casually, "It was arranged by my boyfriend."

Wang Si was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Is your boyfriend... the boss of your company?" "Uh..." Lin Muxue's eyes twitched, and she was speechless for a moment.

(；￣Д￣)
Wang Si immediately gave her that ambiguous "I understand" smile, and his attitude towards her became even more enthusiastic.

A young and beautiful financial company assistant is sent to a prestigious university by her "boyfriend" (a sugar daddy) at a high price to gain experience...

In her view, this was exactly the same as her own situation.

They are the same kind of people!

The difference is that Lin Muxue's "boyfriend" probably spends more money and gives her more freedom.

She only needs to make one or two symbolic trips to the school each year to attend an alumni reunion.

Unlike her, who has to study diligently in London for three months every year, earn credits, and complete a respectable thesis.

Even so, this seemingly glamorous opportunity was something she had to go through all sorts of trouble to get.

Actually, she was a little nervous about tonight's alumni reunion.

After all, Imperial College London's Global MBA is still very prestigious.

Those who actually attend the alumni reunion are mostly executives from consulting, investment banking, and technology giants. They are in charge of multinational business lines and have real projects in hand.

There are also many "academic elites" who have won full scholarships based on their own abilities or have stood out through academic research or entrepreneurial achievements.

Even more eye-catching are the young heirs born with a silver spoon in their mouths—the young masters of listed companies, the descendants of fund founders, and even the offspring of rising political stars.

To enhance the prestige of the alumni association, the school often invites members of several long-established European and American families, or even descendants with aristocratic titles.

In such a setting, a special student like her, lacking both genuine talent and sufficient background, naturally found her status particularly awkward.

Now that she has met Lin Muxue, she feels a little more at ease.

At least two people can walk together on the field.

If all else fails, they'll find a corner to stand in at the alumni reunion and try to minimize their presence.

Listening to Wang Si's tactful and heartfelt words.

Since going abroad, Xiaoxue, who had always played the role of "queen," has started to lose her composure and her facial expressions have become somewhat strained.

Good heavens! Every single word you've said is a veiled attack on me, Emperor Muxue!
What do you mean by "we are like this"? Can we be the same?!
I'm the assistant to the CEO of Rongliu Capital! The assistant to the CEO!
A genuine core executive of a multi-billion dollar private equity firm!

Do you know who my sisters are?
()

You'll be shocked when I tell you! Jin Meixiao! Anne Kate! Su Yu!

Which one isn't a famous name?!

Although her inner thoughts were flooding the screen, Lin Muxue still tried her best to maintain the composure befitting an "Emperor".

She neither refuted nor explained, but simply smiled noncommittally.

No rush, just wait. Tonight, I'll show you what real "prestige" is.

Actually, Empress Mu Xue had no intention of showing off or acting arrogantly at tonight's alumni reunion.

But since we've been so "underestimated," we have to get our revenge.

Given Rongliu Capital's current popularity in the global financial world, there will surely be discerning individuals at tonight's alumni gathering.

Of course... even so, she did feel a little uneasy.

After all, this is London, and Imperial College's alumni reunion is quite impressive.

Her Luna card might not be strong enough.

If you don't put on a good show, you'll be embarrassed.

If we could bring some "background figures" over through Annie's connections, things would be different.

But she also knew that it would be incredibly ungrateful to bother someone of Anne Kate's stature for such a trivial matter of showing off.

Quickly suppressing all her wild thoughts, Lin Muxue's face regained its calm and confident smile.

"Alright, we've almost finished lunch. We're going to a party tonight, so we need to make some preparations. How about this, you come to the Ritz Hotel at 4 pm and we'll go to the manor together."

"Okay, see you tonight, bye-bye."

"Bye."

……

Around 4 p.m., it began to get dark.

Wang Si got out of the taxi and walked into the magnificent lobby of the Ritz Hotel.

He dialed Lin Muxue's number.

After a short while, a tall and elegant figure slowly walked out of the elevator.

She wore a gorgeous black floor-length evening gown, casually draped with a matching oversized fur blazer.

Her long hair was meticulously styled into an elegant bun, secured with a delicate metal hairpin, revealing her smooth, full forehead and long, graceful swan neck.

Bulgari necklace, Vacheron Constantin watch, gold-plated Sahara bag…

Her makeup was exquisite and sharp, her red lips were like fire, and her eyes carried a hint of aloofness and composure.

Just as Wang Si was in a daze.

Lin Muxue strolled over to her side, her chin slightly raised. "Let's go, Cici, the car is all arranged."

"Uh... okay, okay!" Wang Si immediately came to her senses and quickly followed.

A black, imposing Rolls-Royce was quietly waiting at the hotel entrance.

Their personal driver had already opened the luxurious carriage door for them.

As Wang Si sat in the luxurious and quiet carriage, she looked at Lin Muxue, who was resting with her eyes closed and whose profile looked somewhat unreal in the light streaming through the window, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

This seemed very different from the Lin Muxue who would joke and gossip with her at noon.

She's like a completely different person.

It was nearly 5 p.m. when the sky had completely darkened.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove away from the hustle and bustle of London and into a picturesque rural countryside.

In the distance, a brightly lit manor house came into view, bathed in the night light.

It stands quietly amidst the vast grasslands and forests.

The manor's entrance was heavily guarded, with a massive wrought-iron gate engraved with the family crest hanging side by side with the iconic blue and white emblem of Imperial College London.

After undergoing rigorous identity verification.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove toward the main building along a long driveway illuminated by torchlights.

The desolation of a private residence has long since vanished, replaced by the vibrant atmosphere of a high-level academic event.

Well-dressed men and women, holding champagne glasses, gathered in twos and threes on the terrace in front of the door, conversing in hushed tones in various languages.

Several elegant white tents were set up on the lawn, and group discussions could be vaguely seen inside.

The air is filled not only with the scent of plants from the ancient manor, but also with an atmosphere that embodies the convergence of wisdom, capital, and elites.

Lin Muxue remained seated, a calm and composed smile on her face.

But the way she placed her hands on her knees with a slight pressure still betrayed her inner excitement and trepidation.

This was also her first time stepping into such an occasion that perfectly blended ancient aristocratic heritage with a modern, cutting-edge academic atmosphere.

Tense, yet incredibly exciting.

When the black and solemn Rolls-Royce appeared, it inevitably attracted the attention of many guests.

The car door opened, and Wang Si stepped out somewhat awkwardly.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Muxue took off her suit jacket and walked out elegantly in a black haute couture gown.

Her sexy and hot figure, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, and cool and upright temperament instantly attracted more attention.

Good evening, welcome to... (Good evening, welcome to the Imperial College Alumni Association.)

A middle-aged man wearing a preppy plaid suit and an alumni association liaison badge immediately greeted him with a smile.

Lin Muxue responded politely in fluent English, while Wang Si followed behind, looking slightly nervous.

The three people walked inside.

Just then, a young white man walked over.

He stopped directly in front of Lin Muxue, his face bearing the standard social smile of high society. "A stunning beauty dressed in black, I don't think I've ever seen you at the previous alumni reunion. I am Henry Devonshire, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Looking at the scene before her, Wang Si's eyes flashed with envy.

She had seen the guest list and vaguely recognized Henry Devonshire; he seemed to be the son of the founder of a famous European hedge fund.

However, Lin Muxue simply nodded politely to him, without showing the slightest bit of flattery.

Just as she was about to speak, to politely end the conversation with a few appropriate words,

A slight commotion suddenly arose from the crowd ahead.

Respectful yet somewhat intimate greetings rose and fell in waves:

“Evening, Lady Tina.”

"Tina."

...

Lin Muxue's heart skipped a beat; she knew an important person had arrived.

Follow the sound.

Then I saw a blonde woman in a silver starry dress walking gracefully toward me, holding a glass of champagne.

Hearing the calls of "Lady Tina" from those around them, Lin Muxue and Wang Si instantly guessed who she was.

The true owner of this estate was Tina Spencer, daughter of the Duke of Charleston.

They had seen this name before on the weighty list of special guests; it was listed first, and the person was also an alumnus of Imperial College London.

Henry Devonshire, who was trying to strike up a conversation, instantly wiped the relaxed smile off his face.

She straightened up, took a step forward, and bowed respectfully, "Lady Tina."

Tina gave him a polite nod, her gaze falling directly on Lin Muxue.

His eyes were clear yet sharp, gleaming with a chilling light under the lamp.

Lin Muxue subconsciously looked away, a sense of oppression rising in her heart.

This is, after all, the other party's home turf, and even the Great Emperor Mu Xue has to give way to them.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of high heels, "tap, tap, tap," grew closer and closer.

The other person actually stopped right in front of her.

A languid yet magnetic female voice rang out, carrying a pure London accent, "Hello, Luna, welcome to Charleston. I'm Tina Spencer."

Lin Muxue suddenly looked at her, her heart pounding.

(O_o)??
What? You...you've heard my story?
The people around them all looked on in astonishment.

Wang Si stared in astonishment, her mind going blank for a moment.

Just as Lin Muxue was feeling agitated.

Tina gave a meaningful smile. "Perhaps... I should introduce my other identity. I am a member of the Executive Committee of the Tangkin Family Office, responsible for managing its real estate assets worldwide." (Chapter 542)
(End of this chapter)