Chapter 14: Born Beauty (1)
Secret Garden, Platinum Venue, lights, red wine, a world dazzled with splendor.
In the ambiguous lighting, glamorous and sensual women entangled with men.
Ya Min led Jian An'an and two other beauties into the venue. Jian An'an wore a scarlet strapless hip-hugging miniskirt, with her black, fluffy curls resting on her fragrant shoulders.
She nervously adjusted the fabric across her chest, making the cleavage she pushed out even more irresistible.
"Bringing you to the Platinum scene this time is to let you see the world. The guests here, you are not qualified to serve yet, but once you are accustomed to this kind of scene, you'll know how to navigate among Beijing's top end guests," Ya Min said, pinching her tone as she instructed Jian An'an and the others.
"Mom, we will learn with keen interest," Jian An'an replied, beaming with delight, occasionally throwing coquettish glances at the gentlemen in the venue.
"Mom, is there any special performance on the stage tonight?" asked one of the women who came with Jian An'an, curiously eyeing the stage.
The big stage at the Platinum Venue was blocked off by opaque black velvet curtains. Tonight was unusual, as normally there would already be dancers performing sizzling dances on the stage by this time.
Ya Min realized that tonight's stage was a bit out of the ordinary, "Probably tonight, the venue will promote a certain Platinum princess."
As Ya Min pondered which princess would be promoted that evening, any princess who got the main dance on the stage would become sought-after, with some even becoming the leading beauties of Beijing.
The lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and that's when the music started.
A graceful figure of a woman appeared behind the curtain, the light merely outlining her exquisite figure.
Excited whistles came from all directions as the curtain seemed to be leisurely blown away by a breeze.
The light behind the woman lit up, revealing her face like the abrupt arrival of spring.
Lu Xiaoyou's face was expressionless, her gaze vacant, like unliving jet, its luster flowing in her pupils.
Her pitch-black hair made her skin appear even more snow-white.
Standing at the edge of the venue, both Ya Min and Jian An'an were stunned, their eyes wide as they stared intently at the big screen, finally confirming that they weren't mistaken—the person on stage was someone they knew!
"Lu Xiaoyou! How is Lu Xiaoyou up there!" Jian An'an cried out. It was noisy around, and no one could hear her frantic voice.
Ya Min was also dumbstruck. The woman she had once harshly whipped was appearing on the stage of the Platinum Venue—had Lu Xiaoyou risen in rank again?
Ya Min was deeply shaken in her heart. If Lu Xiaoyou had climbed to the Platinum level, she wouldn't need to care about Ya Min, a low-tier madam, anymore!
"She's not going to dance, is she?" blurted out the woman standing with Jian An'an.
"Please, her? I think she's here to make a fool of herself!" Jian An'an scorned. In her impression, Lu Xiaoyou was both earthy and timid. Even persuading her to entertain guests was a struggle, let alone perform on the stage to amuse them.
Jian An'an's eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager to see Lu Xiaoyou's performance on stage.
If it caused the audience to roar with laughter, Lu Xiaoyou might be demoted to the lowest rank again.
Lu Xiaoyou sashayed across the stage, her bare feet, refined and pallid, shattering the light as she moved.
On the stage stood a gigantic glass champagne flute, filled with light blue champagne.
Lu Xiaoyou circled the glass, which was taller than her, her hand resting on the rim. With a flip, her jet-black hair whipped out in a perfect arc in the air, and the next second, her feet slid into the champagne glass...