Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

At the end of the road is a building without a sign, with a gray-white stone exterior, clean and simple lines, and a style somewhat like a museum.

But Ke Miantang knew this was definitely not a museum. It was lunchtime, so why would Rong She take her to a museum?

Looking out the car window, she already felt the place was unrealistically beautiful, but after getting out of the car, she couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

At that moment, she finally saw what "understated luxury" meant.

Two sculptures, carved from pure white Hetian jade, stand at the entrance.

Ke Miantang came from a well-off family in her previous life, and she had been involved in the A10 circle before. Her family business was very large in the city, and she considered herself a person who had seen the world.

But when she saw the two jade carvings, she couldn't help but take a second look.

The two jade sculptures are at least two meters tall, with a warm and lustrous texture that gleams softly in the twilight.

The carving is exquisite, and the lines are so smooth that they seem to come alive. Every detail is meticulously crafted.

Conservatively speaking, these two sculptures alone are enough to buy an apartment in the heart of Lingzhou, where land is incredibly valuable.

The system's super-powerful member inadvertently popped up with some information: "[Cloud Deep Within is one of the top three private clubs in Lingzhou City. It belongs to Rong She and is not open to the public; it only receives members on a whitelist and their accompanying persons.]"

Ke Miantang: "Oh."

Rong She led her inside, their palms touching, a burning sensation spreading from their intertwined point.

He casually stroked the base of her thumb, a gesture that was both relaxed and intimate.

Ke Miantang was nervous at first, but now she's gotten used to him like this, and even started to feel...

Hmm, it's quite comfortable.

The interior of the club is even more extravagant than the exterior.

The hall had a ceiling height of about eight meters, and one entire wall was made of aquariums. A faint blue light shone from inside the aquariums, where several large, dark blue fish that she couldn't name swam.

Ke Miantang had been in this world for a month and thought she was immune to the extravagance of the chaebols.

But at this moment she realized that wasn't the case; as the saying goes, there's always something beyond the heavens.

There are some things that even Ke Miantang, who has seen a lot, cannot truly imagine.

Just when you think you've seen the ceiling, a new door opens, revealing an even more unbelievable world behind it.

"Young Master, you've arrived." The manager, who jogged up to greet him, bowed at a ninety-degree angle with a respectful smile on his face.

He had been in this position for twelve years and had seen too many chaebol scions, but he still felt nervous every time he faced the heir of the Nebula Group.

Rong She nodded slightly, not even glancing at him, and led Ke Miantang straight inside.

Her thoughts were already drifting to dinner. The food at this place must be delicious. She wondered if it was Chinese or Western, and if they would have the steak she had last time.

Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of several figures walking quickly over from the rest area on the right.

Leading the way was a young man in his early twenties. He had regular features but wasn't particularly striking; his strength lay in his relaxed demeanor. Behind him were a man and a woman.

Rong She also saw them and stopped in his tracks.

"Whitelisted individuals, just in time, helping you identify people."

Ke Miantang silently hummed in her heart. Chengxin College starts the fall semester tomorrow, and she hasn't met those people on the whitelist yet, but she ran into them today.

"The one walking at the front is Zhou Ran, the second on the whitelist, the eldest grandson of the Xi Jin conglomerate, Rong She's childhood friend and half a follower. On the surface, he is cynical, but in reality, he is very smart. He is the type who can stab someone in the back while smiling, and the other party will have to thank him."

"The man behind him, Shen Zhiyan, is sixth on the whitelist. He is the second young master of Dazhou Group and has an awkward position in the family. He has a capable older brother and a pampered younger brother. He got into the inner circle by currying favor with Rong She, and his loyalty is questionable."

"A woman..."

The system paused for a moment.

Ke Miantang noticed that the girl standing next to Zhou Ran was staring intently at the hand Rong She was holding.

"He Yayin, fifth on the whitelist, eldest daughter of Shiyang Group, outstanding in appearance, skill, and ambition. She has been secretly in love with Rong She for three years. It is recommended that the host be vigilant."

Ke Miantang rolled her eyes inwardly.

Alright, here comes the rival.

Zhou Ran walked over first, his gaze falling directly on Ke Miantang, and laughed, "Rong She, you're really not being fair, bringing your sister-in-law to dinner without even telling me beforehand."

Rong She turned his head to look at him, his voice flat: "There's no need."

Zhou Ran wasn't annoyed by these words. He just smiled and stepped aside, giving his seat to the person behind him.

Shen Zhiyan, who was following behind, quickly caught up, bowing slightly: "Brother Rongshe, it's been a long time."

He Yayin was the last to come up.

She was wearing a beige suit, her hair was styled in an elegant low bun, and she had a striking beauty with thick eyebrows and deep-set eyes.

It is indeed beautiful.

Ke Miantang admitted to herself that this kind of beauty was not something that could be achieved through material possessions, but rather a quality that she had cultivated from a privileged environment since childhood.

"Rong She," He Ya Yin said with a smile, "It's really hard to get you to have dinner. After the last party, you said you'd definitely do it next time, but it's been over a month since then."

As she spoke, her gaze slowly shifted from Rong She to Ke Mian Tang's face, her expression beaming with a smile.

Ke Miantang neither dodged nor avoided her gaze, and returned it.

He Yayin's eyes flickered slightly, seemingly not expecting the other party to look back at her so frankly. She withdrew her gaze and looked at Rong She again.

Rong She did not respond to this, but pulled Ke Miantang closer to him, and his hand moved from her hand to her waist, gently embracing her.

Are you hungry?

Before Ke Miantang could answer, Zhou Ran chimed in with a grin, "Oh, we've run into each other, let's go together. There are only two of us, so let's share a table."

Ke Miantang thought Rong She would refuse.

This could be considered their date. A date, after all, someone as unpredictable as Rong She definitely wouldn't like to be disturbed.

But Rong She didn't refuse; he just nodded lazily.

Zhou Ran immediately smiled and said, "Come on, come on, I know you booked a lake-view private room."

The private room is located at the very back of the club.

Pushing open the door, a floor-to-ceiling glass wall comes into view.

Outside was an artificial lake, its surface as clear as a mirror, reflecting the last orange-red twilight in the sky.

There is a small island in the middle of the lake, and on the island grows a huge ginkgo tree, its branches covered in golden yellow, as if a bucket of gold dust had been poured from the sky.

Ke Miantang couldn't help but take a second look, and her footsteps paused for a moment at the door.

Zhou Ran followed behind and immediately noticed her expression: "Sister-in-law, do you like this view? Next time, let Rong She bring you here to stay for a few days. There's a suite upstairs that faces the island in the middle of the lake, right, Rong She?"

He turned to look at Rong She, but Rong She ignored him. Rong She pulled out a chair and gestured for Ke Miantang to sit down.

After Ke Miantang sat down, he naturally sat down next to her.

He Yayin noticed this scene. The curve of her lips did not change, but her jawline tightened.

Ke Miantang's seat was the main seat, the best seat in the private room.

She never expected that Rong She would give up the main position to Ke Miantang, who was not even in the top ten of the whitelist.

Within the whitelisted circle, seats are never just randomly assigned.

Who sits in the main seat, who sits in the secondary seat, who sits next to the host, and who sits by the door—each position corresponds to an insurmountable boundary.

By giving the main seat to Ke Miantang, Rong She was essentially announcing her position to them.

Shen Zhiyan tactfully sat down next to Zhou Ran.

He Yayin could only sit next to Shen Zhiyan, which was diagonally opposite Rong She.