Chapter 2124 - 693: Cinderella, Beautician, Beautiful and Rich Girl

After finishing that satisfying spicy hot pot with Ding Yao.

Qian Lele spent a fulfilling and busy afternoon.

First, she rushed back to the lecture hall and bravely sat through two sleepy classes on "Principles of Computer Networks."

Then, she hurried to the lab and completed today’s data labeling task without missing a single entry.

Until the outside was completely dark, leaving only the cold light from the computer screen in the lab.

She took off her headphones, stretched lazily, and breathed out deeply.

Inside, she felt a comfortable sense of fulfillment.Returned to the dormitory, quickly took a hot shower.

Opened the wardrobe.

She hesitated for a moment, reached inside and took out a light pink gift box.

Inside was the outfit Tang Song gave her when he accompanied her to Ding Yao’s birthday party.

V-neck jacquard dress, color-blocked cashmere shawl scarf, color-blocked Chanel-style open-back high heels, double C necklace.

To her, it was like being transformed by magic from Cinderella to a princess.

She treasured it very much and had never worn it.

Qian Lele gently bit her lip and changed into the outfit piece by piece.

Applied a layer of bare-faced cream, put on lipstick.

Finally, she put on a long down jacket outside—bought at an off-season discount, not exactly fashionable but clean and elegant.

Looking at her refreshed appearance in the mirror.

A bright smile appeared on her face.

"Ring ——" the phone ringtone sounded.

She answered the call, "Hello, Ding Yao."

"Oh oh, I’ll be down in a moment."

After hanging up, Qian Lele looked at her ordinary bag that cost over a hundred dollars, feeling a bit warm.

She said to herself, "You can do it."

Swiftly slung it over her shoulder, and walked briskly outside.

Stepping out of the dormitory, the night wind hit her face.

The temperature dropped suddenly, with a bit of damp cold of early winter in the air.

She tightened the collar of her down jacket, her gaze fell on the black SUV not far away.

Ding Yao was leaning against the car door, waving at her.

As soon as she got in the car, Qian Lele was enveloped by the soft leather seats.

The ambient lights underfoot glowed with a subtle orange hue, and a faint scent of high-end fragrance filled the car.

"This car is really nice." She couldn’t help but whisper with admiration.

Ding Yao skillfully started the car while smiling and saying, "This is my mom’s Mercedes-Benz GLE, I specially borrowed it to drive. For this kind of occasion tonight, got to show some style."

The car smoothly merged into the traffic flow.

On the sound system, Su Yu’s sexy singing gently began.

Like silk sliding over a person’s heart.

Ding Yao hummed along softly with the melody, chatting with Qian Lele about the topic of her idol Su Yu.

Her face showed genuine love from the heart.

It was because of Su Yu that she embarked on the path of music, now striving to break into the entertainment circle.

Making money is secondary; what she hopes is to one day meet her idol, or even share the stage with them.

That’s why she wants so much to join Tangzong Entertainment.

Qian Lele leaned back in the soft and comfortable passenger seat, listening to her friend’s confessions, while watching the neon lights swiftly retreating outside the window.

At this moment, she suddenly felt——

Everyone seems to be trying hard to get closer to the "light" in their hearts.

And who is the "light" for her brother?

...

Because it was rush hour, and the TC Club is located in the Chang’an District, indeed a bit far from their school.

The car stopped and started, taking almost an hour before finally reaching their destination.

When the Mercedes-Benz left the bustling main road and turned into a quiet side lane.

Qian Lele instinctively held her breath.

In the night, a three-story standalone building appeared through the front windshield.

High walls, warm lights, glass curtain walls, and deep gray stone materials intertwined,

The whole building understated yet extremely luxurious.

There’s no obvious sign at the entrance,

Only a brass plaque embedded in the black marble wall,

With two English letters engraved on it: "TC."

At this moment, Qian Lele felt like she was back on that night, sitting in Tang Song’s Bentley, going to the birthday party.

Nervousness, anticipation, with a touch of unease about the unknown world.

Ding Yao parked the car in the visitor area outside.

Turned around, smilingly winked at her: "How about it? Quite impressive, right?"

"Indeed very high-class." Qian Lele whispered.

"Let’s go, don’t be nervous, today we are members, going in to enjoy the service."

"Mm."

Walking on the gravel-paved path.

On both sides of the path, the landscape lights were like stars, embedded in the low grassy lawns, gentle and expensive.

Before they even got close to the entrance, two waiters in custom uniforms came forward to greet them.

They stood tall, acted gracefully, and bowed slightly.

"Good evening, welcome to TC Private Club, please show your membership card."

Ding Yao smiled and handed over the card with gold embossing.

The waiter took it with both hands and gently scanned it on the verification desk at the entrance.

"Beep—"

A soft electronic sound rang out.

"Ms. Ding, is this your guest?"

"Yes, her name is Qian Lele, she’s my friend."

"Okay, please wait a moment, I need to make a registration."

Qian Lele quickly stepped forward and softly reported her name and contact information, then signed her name.

The heavy electronic door then slowly opened.

A waft of air carrying the scent of sandalwood and warmth gently spilled out.

Qian Lele’s breath paused.

The space before her.

Not the type of "high-end restaurant" or "upscale cafe" she had seen before.

But a different kind of almost dreamlike luxury.

A massive crystal glass chandelier hung from the dome ceiling.

The floor was paved with light gold-patterned marble tiles.

Art paintings and collectible wine cabinets lined the walls on both sides.

Every detail conveyed a quiet yet sophisticated opulence.