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Chu Yuening was moved by the warmth of her neighbors, feeling that her decision to keep the shop in Temple Street was the right one, despite its less prime location compared to a shopping complex.

The girl slipped the money into her pocket and offered a bright smile, with crescent-shaped eyes, "Thank you, uncles, aunties, grandmas, and grandpas, for your generous help during this difficult time."

Xu Conglu had never experienced such heartwarming gratitude from the neighbors before. Her initial frustration gradually faded, replaced by a sense of joy.

A fair and slender arm emerged from under a fox fur cloak.

A bodyguard approached, offering two passes.

Xu Conglu took them with a grin, "Yuening, it's the TVB Miss Hong Kong final today. I have front-row tickets, would you like to come along?"

As she spoke, she seemed worried that Chu Yuening might decline, so she added, "Lu Qing is predicted to win, based on the fortune you personally read. It doesn't make sense for you not to go, does it?"

Chu Yuening glanced at the passes, confirming that they were indeed for the front row, seats that were not easily obtainable by most people. She raised her gaze, surprised.

In recent days, even she had heard whispers of the contest's backstage dealings, with the top three spots already predetermined. It was unlikely that Xu Conglu was unaware of this.

"Do you really believe Lu Qing can win the championship?"

Xu Conglu had also received these news and chuckled. "After witnessing your abilities, I naturally won't be swayed by external matters."

Upon hearing the news, Xu Conglu had initially been tempted to intervene as well.

However, she was more curious to see where Lu Qing's fate would lead under the interference of powerful forces.

Could ordinary people truly defy their destiny with their own strength?

"Alright then, the finals are about to start, right? Should we go?" Chu Yuening tucked the tickets into her pocket and was about to leave when Xu Conglu stopped her.

"Wait a moment," Xu Conglu said with a smile, clapping her hands.

The quiet Temple Street was immediately disrupted by a loud sound.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Following the Bentleys were two Lincolns, whose doors opened one after another, discharging a stream of people.

Employees of the luxury brand each held two sets of garments, standing in a row. The clothes shimmered under the sun's rays, exquisitely tailored and made from premium materials.

Some staff respectfully held diamonds and other precious, limited-edition items, awaiting the distinguished guests' selection.

The spectacle was grand.

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

A keen-eyed fashion enthusiast even recognized two of the outfits.

"Armani haute couture? Each set costs over six hundred thousand yuan!"

"And that there, isn't it Bulgari's diamond bracelet? The one the Xu family won at a high price recently? It's worth over two million."

"Miss Xu is truly generous."

"She wouldn't be so extravagant unless Ning Ning is worth it. She must hold Ning Ning in high regard."

Chu Yuening gazed at the row of dresses and necklaces, then gently coughed. "Isn't this a bit too extravagant?"

"Extravagant? Not at all." Xu Conglu wrapped herself tightly in the fox fur. "As my friend, you deserve nothing but the best."

Speaking of which, Xu Conglu sighed.

"I'm just sorry I didn't have time to take you for a custom-made gown, what with Daddy's company matters holding me back. Do any of these appeal to you?"

With that, Xu Conglu clapped her hands.

Employees from top luxury brands stepped forward.

"Hermes, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Christian Dior."

Brands that would only become household names in later years were now laid out before Chu Yuening.

"Which brand do you fancy? Pick one to get ready for the event? I've already invited Hong Kong's most skilled makeup artist," Xu Conglu indicated the male stylist with rainbow-colored hair, who was carrying a makeup bag.

The stylist, Alice, couldn't help but marvel at Chu Yuening's delicate, porcelain-like skin as she reached out to touch it gently. "Incredible! Absolutely incredible! As the top stylist in the industry, I've worked with countless leading actresses, but it's truly rare to come across someone like Miss Chu. Please trust me with your appearance."

Alice was already eager to get started!

Confident in his skills, he knew no woman could resist his makeup and styling.

None at all.

As he waited for Chu Yuening to follow him, a hint of resignation echoed softly.

"Oh? You still want to do makeup?"

Chu Yuening, having glanced at the gown and luxury jewelry, found the process tedious. "Forget it, let's just leave it like this."

Alice's eyes widened, disappointment etched on her face. She attempted to persuade Chu Yuening, "Miss Chu, you must have misunderstood. Why not reconsider?"

Xu Conglu, without causing any trouble, instructed the assistants to collect the clothing and jewelry, dismissed Alice, and promptly pulled Chu Yuening towards the Bentley.

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The scene at the TVB Miss Hong Kong Pageant finale.

Representatives from major media outlets and newspaper journalists have assembled here.

Li Huiwen was engaged in conversation with the photographer, gesturing with both hands toward the side of the stage. "Make sure to capture plenty of shots of Lu Qing," she emphasized.

The photographer was puzzled. "Sister Wen, why are you giving Lu Qing more screen time?"

"As the frontrunner in this competition, she deserves more screen time," Li Huiwen said, tactfully avoiding any mention of Lu Qing's past divination.

She had the chance to examine every divination at Chu Ji's Sweet Soup stall. Li Huiwen was unsure about the authenticity of other masters' predictions, but she knew for certain that Master Chu's were trustworthy.

She intended to use this divination to help the Master gain prominence in the entertainment industry.

Just as Li Huiwen was convinced that Lu Qing was the champion, a sarcastic remark echoed from the aisle.

"A shot for Lu Qing? What kind of buzz could a penniless and powerless Mainland girl generate?" Another journalist, accompanied by two cameramen, spoke with a serious demeanor.

"Sis Wen, it seems you're regressing in your work at the Great Joy News Agency. I recall you weren't this foolish and oblivious back then. Could it be that you're declining with each passing day?"

"Qin Kai?"

Upon seeing the journalists, Li Huiwen's smile froze on her face.

A renowned investigative journalist for the Strong Gale News Agency, once her colleague, had fallen out with her over a sensational entertainment story and subsequently switched sides to work for the rival newspaper, Great Joy.