Chapter 385 - The Climax! The 100th Year Anniversary Celebration! (5)

Chapter 385: The Climax! The 100th Year Anniversary Celebration! (5)
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The dress was a shade of deep red and unquestionably sexy. When Zhuang Nainai had seen it then, she had felt embarrassed. However, every person has that innate desire to look good, and she was no different. Some part deep within her was excited to try it on.
She received the dress, and once Ji Chen had left, she raced to the changing room in the office eagerly. She opened the box that it was placed in but was stunned when she saw what was inside.
The dress was golden, and its entire style was different from the dress that Zhuang Nainai had seen.
The dress was eye-catching, but it did not demand people’s attention. Zhuang Nainai had some talent in designing clothes, so she knew when she laid eyes on the dress that it was definitely, objectively pretty.
However, no matter how pretty it was, it was not the dress of Si Zhengting’s female companion for the night.


Zhuang Nainai’s hands faltered in mid-air, then she hung her head.
Of course, no matter what would happen tonight, it would be shameful for her to be his female companion, right?
But Zhuang Nainai didn’t know that the finalized draft for Si Zhengting’s female companion’s dress had been personally designed by him. He had then sent it to be made. Thus, no one in the company knew of the importance of this dress.
It was soon noon, and everyone in the office left happily.
Zhuang Nainai stayed in the office ’til 4:30 pm. It was only after Ji Chen had urged her to leave that she got on the car and left for the 100th Year Anniversary Celebration.
The Imperial Group’s 100th Year Anniversary Celebration was held at Beijing’s largest Shangri-La Hotel. The Imperial Group had reserved the entire hotel, and every businessman who had ties with the Si family gathered to celebrate the joyous occasion.
There were many luxurious cars parked outside the hotel. There were even popular celebrities around to support the Imperial Group’s event. It was bustling and lively.
When Zhuang Nainai arrived, it was already getting dark. Many guests had already arrived for the event.
Once she alighted from Ji Chen’s car, she heard a voice laced with barely concealed anger calling out,
Zhuang Nainai!

Zhuang Nainai’s hands were tugging at the golden dress, which was snugly fitted against her body. She turned around and her hair whipped across her face. Her neat and small face took the onlookers’ breaths away.


And once she had turned around, she felt something flash before her eyes.
As she was someone who was sensitive to changes in her surroundings, she hurriedly raised her arm to shield herself from the slap!

Slap!

Zuo Yiyi landed a stinging slap on Zhuang Nainai’s arm. A five-fingered handprint started to form on her fair skin, and Zhuang Nainai felt a searing hot pain on her arm!
She was already in so much pain from receiving the slap on her arm, just how severe would the pain have been if she had been slapped in the face…?
Zhuang Nainai was furious and snapped her head up.
Zuo Yiyi, are you mad?

But once she raised her head, her gaze landed squarely on Zuo Yiyi’s figure.
She was wearing a unique, deep-red dress. It made her look distinguished and beautiful, and the dress was beyond comparison with any other dress.
That dress was the dress that Zhang Tingting had shown her, the dress meant for Si Zhengting’s female companion!
Zhuang Nainai’s eyes narrowed, and her heart caught.


So, Si Zhengting had decided that his female companion for the night would be Zuo Yiyi?
Zuo Yiyi’s head was held high, her expression cold as she stood before Zhuang Nainai, as distinguished as a goddess. As she heard what Zhuang Nainai had to say, she scoffed,
Me? Mad? I detest how you’re pretending to be part of the elite and how you seem to consider yourself as one of them! You’ve even learned all these disgusting, underhand means!

Zuo Yiyi’s clear and melodious voice was like stalactites colliding with each other, and her words were as sharp and piercing as their tips.
Zhuang Nainai narrowed her eyes. She knew that Zuo Yiyi had probably heard about the matter regarding the design drafts. She decided not to lower herself to the same level as Zuo Yiyi, ignoring her and turning around, intending to walk toward the heart of the event.