At the Shangri-La Grand Hotel, a party even grander than the birthday cocktail party organized by Wen Haowen at the Oriental Pearl Hotel was currently being held.

The bright, glittering chandeliers, dazzling with a mix of yellow and white lights, shone upon the mass of perfumed clothes and gorgeous hair in the hall beneath! Luxurious red wine and elegant champagne went around toasting each other in extravagance.

The invited guests chatted cheerfully in a jovial mood.

Situated at a corner with red wine in hand, Wen Xinya watched as familiar and unknown faces in the circle all gathered here and smiled coldly.

Since Ning Shuqian wanted to plot against her, she would then ensure that her party failed, becoming a laughing stock in the circle.

She could imagine how furious would Wen Haowen be now—he'd be so angry that his facial features would morph hideously, but would have no choice but to forbear his exasperation, saving however little image that was left of himself.

As for Ning S