The next morning, Xiang-Nuan rushed to another magazine shoot, and by the ti it was done, it was already afternoon.
The makeup artist was still helping her change her makeup.
"Nuan-jie, tonight there's just a charity dinner left, and it's Madam Xie who specifically invited you. She said her granddaughter loves watching your dramas and is a fan of yours. She wants to et you this ti," Amy said.
These private dinners don't involve dia coverage, but attending is certainly better, a rare chance to network. In this industry, front-stage work might only account for half; the behind-the-scenes socializing is just as crucial.
"Which gown should we choose?" the makeup artist asked.
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Xiang-Nuan, who had just closed her eyes for a mont and now opened them sowhat sleepily, pointed to the most understated black dress: "That one."
For an occasion like this, where there's no need to vie for headlines, it's better to keep it low-key.
"Then I'll do your hair in an updo."
"Okay."
The makeup artist styled her hair in a low bun, adorned with a black hairband, giving her a sowhat gentle deanor.
The black dress was simple, with so beading at the chest and a slightly flared skirt that reached her calves, elegant and dignified.
Once she was ready, and the ti was about right, Xiang-Nuan headed to the venue of the dinner.
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"President Shen, I've roughly looked into Miss Xiang's high school incident involving intentional injury, causing a ninth-degree disability. And the person who called the police seems to be her father," Assistant Lin reported.
Shen Yanshi looked up: "What?"
Assistant Lin paused, then hesitantly spoke: "Her father reported that his daughter was dating early, going out with a stranger and not returning ho at night, and even brought the man ho asking for money. When they didn't give her the money, she hit him with a steel rod, breaking his leg. But it seems that because she was a minor, the police just gave her a few words of advice and didn't leave a criminal record."
Shen Yanshi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if doubting the truth of this matter.
Even Assistant Lin found it hard to believe. He had never t anyone with a better temperant than Xiang-Nuan, and she was so sensible and obedient in front of Shen Yanshi, without a hint of bad habits.
How could such a person have a past as a little gangster? Mixing with n, not returning ho at night, and even beating her biological father for money, causing a ruckus at the police station.
The black Rolls-Royce stopped at the company's entrance.
"President Shen, the car is here."
Shen Yanshi pulled open the door, about to get in, but then paused and turned to ask him: "Who was the boyfriend she was dating at that ti?"
"It was a student from another school, nad Qin-An."
Shen Yanshi ran the na through his mind, then opened the door and got into the car.
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At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiang-Nuan arrived at the dinner on ti.
This dinner was a private affair, with not many celebrities invited. There were two national-level singers performing live, and so veteran actors who had entered the capital circle.
Xiang-Nuan was an exception, thanks to the affection of the precious Xie family granddaughter.
Xiang-Nuan presented her invitation, and the receptionist ushered her in, leading her straight to Madam Xie.
"Miss Xiang has arrived."
Madam Xie, with her slightly curled short hair now gray, still looked spirited, surrounded and seated at the center, smiling and waving at her.
"Oh my, you're even prettier than on TV. No wonder Feifei likes you."
Xiang-Nuan smiled and said, "Madam Xie."
"Quick, go call Feifei over, she's been fussing about eting her."
Soon, a ten-year-old girl, dressed like a little princess, was led over. As soon as she saw Xiang-Nuan, she ran over excitedly.
Xiang-Nuan crouched down to greet her: "Hello."
The little girl was a bit shy: "Hello, Nuan-Nuan jiejie, I'm your fan."
Everyone laughed along, and Madam Xie was delighted: "This little girl even knows how to be shy."
Xiang-Nuan handed her a gift bag: "This is a gift for you."
Feifei excitedly accepted it: "Thank you, Nuan-Nuan jiejie!"
"Open it and see."
"Okay!"
Feifei imdiately opened it. Inside the bag were several small glass boxes, each containing acrylic stands with Ni-Man, Ji Yang, the white poplar tree, and a scene of Ji Yang and Ni-Man studying together.
There was also a postcard in the bag, a photo of Ni-Man sitting alone under the white poplar tree, and on the back, a handwritten ssage from Xiang-Nuan wishing Feifei happiness and progress in her studies every day.
Feifei was thrilled, hugging the bag: "Thank you, Nuan-Nuan jiejie!"
Madam Xie chuckled: "You're that happy, look at you."
"Of course! Grandma, look, this is Ni-Man, this is Ji Yang, this is their white poplar tree!"
Feifei proudly showed the gifts to Madam Xie.
Madam Xie smiled at Xiang-Nuan: "You've put thought into this, thank you."
Xiang-Nuan smiled: "It's nothing, just a small gift."
For a family like the Xies, what good things did they not have? Giving gifts certainly required hitting the right note.
She had inquired and learned that Xie Feifei had beco a fan after watching "White Poplar," so she must really like the drama. That's why Xiang-Nuan collected and sent her "White Poplar" rchandise.
As they were talking, suddenly a waiter hurried over, whispering in Madam Xie's ear: "President Shen has arrived."
The voice was very low, but Xiang-Nuan, standing close by, accidentally overheard.
Madam Xie was stunned, seemingly surprised.
Familiar footsteps approached from behind, and Xiang-Nuan tensed up.
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