Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

As soon as Shen Jingshu arrived at Peking University campus, her phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Mo Hanzhou.

When the call connected, Mo Hanzhou's gentle voice came through the receiver, softly asking if she had returned to Beijing.

"I came back yesterday," Shen Jingshu replied casually.

"That's perfect." Mo Hanzhou said in a light tone, "There's a banquet at the Mo family's residence tonight, which I mentioned to you before. Are you free to come tonight? I'll have someone pick you up from school later."

"Okay, see you tonight."

After quickly finalizing the itinerary and hanging up the phone, Shen Jingshu walked briskly back to her dormitory building.

Her three roommates already knew that she had returned to Beijing yesterday. They watched the entire live stream that went viral online last night and were filled with curiosity.

Upon seeing Shen Jingshu, Xu Zhixia immediately sidled up to her, chattering and pestering her with questions about her trip.

While laughing, Shen Jingshu briefly touched upon some harmless everyday matters, without mentioning a word about the confidential affairs of the Special Affairs Bureau. This special department, which deals with supernatural and strange events, is a top-secret entity, unknown to ordinary people, so she naturally wouldn't divulge it casually.

The four of them chatted and laughed as they walked side by side toward the cafeteria.

Just then, a beautiful and agile figure ran quickly from a distance and blocked their way. It was Lin Yueru.

Lin Yueru initially intended to call out "Sect Leader" out of habit, but upon meeting Shen Jingshu's gaze, she remembered that they were on campus and immediately changed her address, smiling brightly: "Jingshu."

After speaking, she looked at the three unfamiliar girls beside her and asked softly, "Are these your roommates? Can I go to the cafeteria with you?"

Lin Yueru was always a loner at school, with a cold and aloof personality. She didn't have many close friends, and her relationship with her roommates was also lukewarm. Seeing Shen Jingshu and the other three being so close and inseparable, she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Of course." Shen Jingshu nodded with a smile, then took the initiative to introduce, "These are my three roommates: Xu Zhixia, Song Ran, and Lin Miaomiao."

Lin Yueru nodded politely and introduced herself generously: "Hello everyone, I am Lin Yueru, a senior one year ahead of you."

No sooner had she finished speaking than the cheerful Song Ran immediately laughed and said, "I know Senior Lin! You were super famous in the previous year!"

Lin Yueru was slightly taken aback: "Oh? How did I become famous?"

"Our school holds a beauty pageant for each department every year, and this senior was definitely the most beautiful girl in her department last year!"

The group burst into laughter instantly.

Lin Yueru's ears burned slightly at the compliment, and she smiled shyly, "I really haven't paid attention to these things. Speaking of which, the most beautiful girl in your department this year should be Shen Jingshu, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Upon hearing this, Shen Jingshu simply smiled faintly, remaining calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Lin Yueru always maintained a cool and aloof image as a senior student, keeping strangers at bay. However, she became exceptionally talkative and easygoing around familiar and like-minded people. Before long, she was chatting intimately with Shen Jingshu and the other three, creating a very harmonious atmosphere. They added each other as friends, and Lin Yueru enthusiastically mentioned that she definitely wanted to visit their dorm room sometime. Xu Zhixia and the other two were also very warm and welcoming, smiling and giving her a thorough acceptance of this beautiful senior.

As evening classes ended, a low-key and composed black Maybach pulled up at the school gate and came to a smooth stop at the main entrance of Peking University. The driver respectfully got out of the car, and Shen Jingshu immediately recognized him as someone sent by Mo Hanzhou. She quickly walked over.

"Miss Jing Shu, Mr. Mo instructed me to come and pick you up for the banquet." The driver was respectful and polite.

"Hard."

Shen Jingshu nodded and got into the car. The car drove smoothly all the way to the detached villa where the Mo family was holding a private banquet.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Old Master Mo waiting in the courtyard, along with the Mo sisters, Mo Chu and Mo Xi.

When Grandpa Mo saw her, his eyes instantly lit up with a smile, and he warmly raised his hand to greet her, "Girl, you've finally arrived!"

"Grandpa Mo," Shen Jingshu responded gently, then nodded politely to Mo Chu and Mo Xi. The two sisters also nodded in greeting.

Grandpa Mo turned to Mo Chu and instructed, "Xiao Chu, take Jing Shu upstairs, pick out a dress to change into, and have the makeup artist do a good job of styling her. The clothes and makeup upstairs have already been arranged in advance."

"Okay, Grandpa."

She smiled and stepped aside to lead the way: "Jing Shu, come with me. My brother has already made arrangements. There are many new dresses upstairs, and a professional makeup team is waiting."

Grandpa Mo then looked at Mo Xi, who looked reluctant, beside him: "Xiao Xi, you go up with them too. Keep them company. They're all the same age, so get along well with them."

Mo Xi was unwilling, but dared not disobey her grandfather's wishes, so she could only follow behind him sullenly as they went upstairs together.

The three arrived at the exclusive dressing room on the top floor, where staff had been waiting for a long time. They brought out several rows of dazzling haute couture gowns, with a full range of styles and colors for her to choose from.

Shen Jingshu has never liked anything flashy or glamorous. After much deliberation, she finally chose a simple and elegant light-colored long dress.

Shen Jingshu was born with outstanding features, and with years of cultivation, her skin was fair and rosy, as delicate as a newborn baby's, and so smooth it seemed to break at a touch. Even experienced makeup artists couldn't help but praise her repeatedly, saying that her skin was in excellent condition, with almost no visible pores and virtually no blemishes.

The makeup artist examined the light-colored dress she had chosen and then applied only a light touch of makeup, a subtle yet perfectly applied look. Shen Jingshu's black hair had never been permed or dyed; it was jet black and smooth like a waterfall, so the stylist didn't do any elaborate braiding, letting her long, black hair fall naturally over her shoulders.

Once the makeup and styling were complete, Shen Jingshu changed into a dress and stood in front of the mirror. She wore a simple light dress, her long hair was loose, and her light makeup was elegant, revealing her temperament.

Her appearance wasn't that of a stunning beauty, but the aura she cultivated was pure and refined, untouched by worldly concerns. Her simple and elegant attire made her appear aloof and distant, subtly conveying a sense of superiority, almost divine.

A look of amazement flashed across Mo Chu's eyes, and she sincerely praised, "Jing Shu, this makeup and styling suits you so well. You look like a fairy who is about to ascend to heaven at any moment."

Shen Jingshu simply smiled faintly and politely returned the smile.

Mo Xi, standing to the side, watched her, her eyes brimming with intense jealousy: So what if she's pretty? She's just a goddaughter adopted by her grandfather. Blood relatives are ultimately different from outsiders like her. No matter how she dresses up, she can't hide the baseness in her bones.

His disdain manifested as a sharp and sarcastic expression on his face, which he made no attempt to conceal.

Shen Jingshu didn't tolerate him. She glanced at him indifferently and retorted, "Is that so? Then who are you? If you weren't born into the Mo family and didn't bear the surname Mo, who would you think you were? Without the protection of the Mo family, you're just a worthless ordinary person. If you didn't have the surname Mo, who would give you any face? You really don't know any manners."