Special Treatment

Everyone kept their eyes zoomed in the young woman in deep hues of blue. Her dress was dazzling in a discreet manner, like the twilight skies whose stars could only be seen by wandering souls. Every small movement would result in the unraveling of a different shade of the night. The ball gown hugged her waist and flowed like a curved waterfall. Only a small group of avid fans of YRQ were able to distinguish the style of folds.

Not many people were focused on her stunning dress. They were all centered upon the interaction she shared with Fan Jielan. Everyone always had to accommodate to the Madam, not the other way around. It was as clear as day that Fan Jielan saw Zhao Lifei in a favorable light. 

"I know this might not be much, but happy birthday, Madam Yang." Zhao Lifei took the discrete black box out of her silver clutch with sprinkles of gold flakes. The box was rectangular-shaped whose white ribbon had the embroidery of Sun Trading.