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It was almost 10 o'clock when I came out of the spa.

While Lin Wanqing was waiting for a taxi on the street, a food delivery guy waiting at a red light next to her turned around and glanced at her several times, almost bumping into a lamppost.

She suddenly remembered that whenever she walked home from get off work, if someone stared at her, she would subconsciously cover her chest with her bag.

She didn't today.

She pulled up the shoulder straps of her floral dress, and as the night breeze blew, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

As soon as I got home and changed into my slippers, I heard my best friend Gao Lan's voice:

"Honey, why are you home so late today? They wouldn't make someone like you, who just cleans the toilets, work overtime, would they? That's so unfair!"

"By the way, hasn't that bastard surnamed Shen replied to you yet?"

"What kind of bastard are you, surnamed Shen? My name is Shen Wang!"

Gao Lan: "??????"

Then a muffled thud came from the bedroom, like someone jumping out of bed.

Immediately afterward, slippers slapped against the floor, and Gao Lan's figure appeared at the entrance of the corridor.

She was wearing a loose-fitting silk slip dress, the thin strap on her shoulder almost slipping down to her elbow, but she didn't bother to pull it off. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked at Lin Wanqing with a face full of question marks.

"You were gouged out?"

The words had barely left her mouth when her pupils dilated suddenly, followed by a high-pitched scream that would have made the entire building think a murder had occurred.

"Wanqing, you! You! You!"

Gao Lan rushed to Lin Wanqing with incredible speed and circled her several times.

She reached out and carefully touched Lin Wanqing's cheek with her fingertips, then moved from her cheek to her chin, and from her chin to her neck.

Finally, he cupped Lin Wanqing's face in his hands, turning her head this way and that, looking her up and down, while muttering something incomprehensible.

"Your skin...is this even human skin? It's like a peeled egg! No, even an egg isn't this smooth!"

"Wanqing, tell me honestly, what exactly did you do? You were practically glowing, you know that? That kind of light emanating from within, do you understand?"

"It's like...like...I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's just different!"

Lin Wanqing's face was distorted from being rubbed so much, her mouth squeezed into an "O" shape, and she mumbled, "Let me go first..."

"I won't let go!"

Gao Lan loosened her grip, but moved even closer, her nose almost touching Lin Wanqing's collarbone, and sniffed hard.

"Even the smell is different! You used to smell like a mixture of disinfectant and sweat, but now... it smells like essential oils you only find in high-end beauty salons!"

"And your hair, how come it's suddenly so smooth? Yesterday it looked like a clump of dry straw!"

She took a step back, crossed her arms, and stared at Lin Wanqing with the gaze of someone interrogating a criminal: "Comrade Lin Wanqing, please immediately and truthfully explain what exactly happened?"

Lin Wanqing looked at her best friend's eyes, which were wide open like saucers, and suddenly found it a little funny.

She walked to the sofa, sat down, and briefly recounted what had happened that day.

How did Zhao Yan bump into her in the restroom? How did she take photos and post them in the class group? How did she sarcastically say she would expose her? How did she rush into President Qin's office in a fit of anger? How did she pour out all the grievances and anger that she had been holding in for so long?

"Then President Qin gave me a card," Lin Wanqing said, taking out the gold-embossed VIP card from her bag.

Gao Lan picked up the card, examined it closely, and gasped, "The Yunqi Club's Supreme Black Card? Holy crap, I've only ever seen this card posted by bloggers on Xiaohongshu!"

"I heard the services there are ridiculously expensive. Even a basic facial treatment costs several thousand yuan, and a full package will easily cost tens of thousands!"

"You actually did the whole thing!"

"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"

Gao Lan, her face full of jealousy, collapsed onto the sofa, kicking her long legs in the air several times.

She'd kicked her feet enough, returned the card to Lin Wanqing, then rolled over and lay face down on the sofa, resting her chin on a cushion, looking at Lin Wanqing with a pitiful expression: "Baby, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead and ask."

"Could you show me around once?"

"Just once! I've never been to such a high-class club before, I just want to experience what it's like to be rich."

Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and before she could think of a reply, Gao Lan sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, knelt on the sofa, grabbed Lin Wanqing's shoulders with both hands, and looked extremely serious:

"Do you know how good your skin is now? I've been applying a face mask every day for five years, one in the morning and one at night, and I even occasionally go to the beauty salon for microdermabrasion. And what's the result? Compared to your face now, mine is like sandpaper!"

"You went straight for the top-of-the-line spa for your first time ever? What's the difference between that and driving a Ferrari right after getting your driver's license?"

"Lin Wanqing, I admit it, I'm jealous!"

"I'm not kidding, if you stood in the lobby of Jingzhou Department Store right now, people would definitely think you were some director's daughter coming to inspect the work!"

Lin Wanqing was amused by her best friend and burst out laughing. After laughing, she pursed her lips with a hint of embarrassment.

"This card was given to me by President Qin, but she didn't say I could give it to anyone else. If I took you there without her permission, she'll find out later..."

Gao Lan waved her hand dismissively, but then her eyes darted around, and she said in a tone that instantly put Lin Wanqing on alert, "You wait."

After saying that, she sprang up from the sofa and darted into the bedroom in three quick steps, leaving Lin Wanqing alone in the living room with a vague sense of foreboding.

A few minutes later, Gao Lan returned with a tablet computer in her hand, the screen facing down in front of her chest, looking mysterious as if she were escorting some confidential documents.

"What is this?"

"My collection of study materials."

Gao Lan sat back down on the sofa, placed the tablet between the two of them, and swiped her fingers across the screen a couple of times.

"It will be of great use to you in the future."

The moment the screen lit up, Lin Wanqing's expression changed from curiosity to confusion, from confusion to shock, and from shock to a flushed face.

She grabbed a nearby cushion and threw it at Gao Lan: "You call this study material?"

On the screen was an indescribable website, with densely packed category tags arranged in several rows, some of which she couldn't even understand.

But even the few she could understand were enough to make her want to throw the tablet out the window.

"Stop messing around!" Lin Wanqing stood up and was about to run away.

Are you sure you don't want to learn?

Gao Lan tilted her head and looked at her: "That guy is a super second-generation rich kid, he's seen it all. You can't do anything, what if he asks you to use your ultimate move, and you just roll your eyes and faint?"

Lin Wanqing stood frozen in place.

She bit her lower lip and slowly, inch by inch, sat back down on the sofa.

Gao Lan's mischievous smile deepened.

She pushed the tablet towards Lin Wanqing, and the colorful thumbnails on the screen were still scrolling silently.

Gao Lan leaned close to Lin Wanqing's ear, lowered her voice, and said in a tone as if sharing a state secret:

"Study hard, don't be lazy, once you've secured your position as a maid..."

"Remember to take them to a spa a few times."