Startled, she asked, "Isn't this the charity banquet?"

The uniformed guard patiently explained to her, "This is a charity banquet, but the guests invited are either famous or from eminent families. Miss Ye, if I speak honestly, although you are called a 'Little Diva,' you are still not famous enough."

Xia Ling felt that something was not right. "What about this invitation…"

The guard carefully looked at her invitation. "The watermark on this card is fake. Please go back." Nearby, the guests behind her started whispering and looking at her.

Before Xia Ling could react to what was going on, suddenly, she felt a light flash in front of her. She turned around in alarm. Not far away in the crowd, a reporter took a picture of her and did not leave despite seeing her look at her. He flashed her a grin before leaving.

Xia Ling could already foresee that if the situation continued, the next day, the news would spread that she was driven out of the banquet. She was wearing a champagne-color