My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 51: Why Does It Look Familiar?_1

Therefore, becoming the chairman of the chamber of commerce is a sure thing, and he is quite confident about it.

Now, it is nothing more than a routine notification to a few people.

"By the way, Young Master Shang, I heard that Zhang Jiacheng was found guilty of drug trafficking and embezzlement. Who triggered this investigation? There seems to be no buzz about this inside the industry. Whoever it is, they’re really good at hiding their tracks."

Jingchen frowned, "I have not heard anything about it either, but what is certain is that those whom Zhang Jiacheng has offended are not ordinary people." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

The men continued to chat over drinks, talking about business, and about women.

Shang Jingchen continued to drink, visibly in a bad mood.

Suddenly, a refreshing and lingering flute sound echoed through the restaurant. It felt like the dawn rising from the mountains, or a breeze skimming over a stream. The golden sunlight broke through the fog of the East, giving one a jolt of vitality, as if one were standing in the midst of a spring meadow.

Young Master Zhang couldn’t help but glance at the small stage outside, his eyes lighting up:

"Oh, isn’t the beautiful woman playing the flute new here? She’s really pretty, elegant and pure. You know, the Blue Star always places a high emphasis on sophistication. Hence, the girls who are invited to perform are always skillful and have a pleasant temperament. However, pretty ones are few and far between. The one who played the Pipa earlier, for example, looked too mature."

As he spoke, the other second-generation rich kids became interested and began looking outside.

Then, they gaped, heaping praise upon the flutist.

"She indeed is very pretty, and she feels so different from other girls. She has an ethereal aura, is vivacious and unique."

"Young Master Shang, she’s the kind of pure girl you like, don’t you want to take a look? She’s completely different from the gold-digger you were talking about before. She is graceful and elegant. Her looks are beyond ordinary beauty."

Shang Jingchen did not bother to raise his head: "Not interested."

Now, he had no interest in any woman except for that delinquent woman.

"Ha ha, since you’re not interested, I am, waiter!" Young Master Zhang gestured for a waiter to come over and gave him a generous tip.

"Please invite that lady over here to perform a song for us."

"Sorry, she is not a performer hired by our hotel, but a female guest. Moreover, this lady is playing an interesting game of music and matchmaking, hoping to meet her other half here."

Upon hearing the waiter’s explanation, the few men’s interest was piqued. Their eyes brightened, and they applauded together.

"This beauty is interesting. She’s bold and innovative. The key is she’s so beautiful with artistic taste. What a perfect match! Brothers, let’s try our luck and see who can win her over."

Upon saying this, the men excitedly stood up, eager to join the quest for this beauty.

Jingchen frowned and chuckled dismissively when he saw them all rush out.

What kind of beauty possesses such a charm that so many men are mesmerized by her? He would like to see for himself.

With an air of cynicism, he raised his head to look at the stage in the restaurant.

The woman who had been playing the flute was just coming down from the stage, her fair and delicate hand clasped around a golden flute.

She was dressed in a simple floral dress, not luxurious but making her look refreshing and comfortable. The design of her dress modestly accentuated her delicate figure, giving a graceful sense of femininity.

She was slightly bowing her head with her long, raven hair tumbling over half of her face. You could only see her ethereal side profile, delicate and white as jade, quite cultured and refined.

Jingchen was taken aback; indeed, she was quite exquisite, but why does her profile seem familiar?

Soon the woman was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic men, and he couldn’t see her anymore.

Jingchen thought for a while, suddenly his eyes narrowed and he gasped in disbelief.

He finally realized why she seemed so familiar. It’s because she resembled a certain despicable gold-digger.