The moment Qing Yue entered the dimly lit club, rows of black-uniformed females greeted her at the door.

"Mistress, welcome."

"Your friends have already arrived. They are waiting in the room reserved for you." The manager stepped forth and politely gestured in a welcoming manner.

"Thank you, Manger Hua. You ladies go and do your things. No need to concern yourselves with me." With a slight nod, she walked past them and proceeded towards the private elevator.

The female manager and waitresses reflexively bowed as she passed them, backs bent straight with hands on their belly.

Once her steps left their sight, they straightened their posture and turned, sending off the young lady with awe-filled eyes and envious sighs.

"Sigh, our young mistress turned 18 only a week ago, but she already radiates the aura of a noble heiress."

"She is the only daughter of Chairman Li. I would be more surprised if she didn't give off a noble presence."

"That's true. In the entire New World Formation, there is no other lady with status as high and noble as Miss Li."

The dazed manager returned to her senses once  Qing Yue entered the black elevator. Hearing the waitresses' conversation, she turned and gave them a stern look.

"Alright, enough with the chat. Get back to work." With a curt flick of her black skirt, she turned on her heels and headed to her cabin.

The Mistress had already left. There was no sense in standing around and wasting time.

Qing Yue exited the black elevator, white walls with familiar paintings entering her sight.

Yei Yi and the others liked to gather at the Ivy Club for any kind of celebration, and as the daughter of the Club owner, an entire hall was always reserved for her entertainment.

Due to her frequent visit to the club, the ancient ink paintings on the walls became as familiar to her as the paintings on the Li Mansion walls.

Qing Yue smiled and increased her pace.

Her soft boots thumped dully on the marble floor as the rhythmic sound raised her spirits and took the unpleasant incident off her mind.

The room they gathered was on the far end of the building, its steel door and golden knob gleaming under the radiance of the lights. A few seconds later, she stood before the cold metal.

"Here goes nothing!" Taking a deep breath, she steadied her heart and turned the knob.

"Veerm! Veerm! Yeah! Yeah!" The blaring music blasted in her face, exploding in her ears like a thunderous boom. Covering her ears, Qing Yue hurriedly backed out of the room.

"Oh, Heavens! What in the world is going on here?" Her head throbbed like the beating of her heart; fast, furious, and loud, causing her to feel dizzy. With pulsing temples and unsteady steps, Qing Yue drew back again, wanting to distance herself from the crushing noise.

"Qing Yue, you are finally here! Do you know how long we've been waiting for you?" Sighting her retreating figure, Yei Yi disengaged herself from the mindless group of friends and ran towards her.

"Hurry along! Everyone's been waiting!"

She grabbed the unsettled Qing Yue's arm and pulled her back into the booming room.

"Yei Yi, turn down the volume! You know I don't enjoy such loud music!" Qing Yue shouted over the deafening music.

"Yes, yes! Our princess's ears are too delicate for this sort of noise!" Shouting just as loudly, Yei Yi waved her hand in a downward motion towards a grey screen on the side. The wireless control of the room's settings were programed with her Bio Stats.

"Volume down..." A robotic voice resounded.

A second later, the music turned down, the volume barely above a silent hum. In the ensuing quiet, an enraged shout reverberated.

"Da**! Who the he*ll turned the music down? I was enjoying that!"

"I did, what about it, Jeong Kim?" Yei Yi snorted.

"Yi'er, tone down. There's no need to start an argument." Qing Yue, seeing Yei Yi cross her arms in a familiar roguish stance, good-naturedly intervened before the two began cursing at each other.

Upon hearing the delicate voice, the group of youths in the middle of the room froze and turned. Qing Yue's ethereal figure and outstanding features filled their vision and an instant later, an enthusiastic cheer and joyous holler filled the room.

"Qing Qing, what took you so long?"

The youths noisily left the center stage and gathered around her like fans around their favorite celebrity.

"Did you get here okay? Nothing happened, right?"

"We were waiting for you."

They spoke over each other, racing to be the first, competing for her attention. The girls held her hands in turns, inquiring about her drive to the club in worried tones.

While the males fervently watched her from a distance and glared at their clasped hands, itching to replace them.

Qing Yue internally sighed and forced a stiff smile on her face.

She didn't know most of the girls surrounding her, a few being Yei Yi's acquaintances rather than hers.

To put it plainly, she knew none of the girls.

In the entire room, Yei Yi was her only friend while the rest were either Yei Yi's friends or Yei Yi's friends' acquaintances.

But they crowded around her familiarly and, with great anxiety, asked about her safety because she was Li Qing Yue, Li Chen's only daughter.

"Everyone, calm down. I got a little held up in a tricky situation. Sorry for being late."

"It's fine, Qing Yue. We aren't blaming you. We were just a bit worried, that's all."

"Yeah, Qing Yue. You don't need to apologize. We were only worried. Come, let's have a sit."

The moment she heard the invitation, her body involuntarily tensed up. Qing Yue turned to Yei Yi and pleaded the latter with her eyes. She hoped the assertive girl would come up with an excuse to rescue her from the impending misery.

Because as much as she wanted to bond with the girls, their topic of conversation wasn't her cup of tea.

However, in the face of her pleading eyes, Yei Yi only smirked and waved her off with an entertained look that said enjoy your time.

With friendly smiles and bright eyes, they grabbed her arms and dragged her to the couch. Seeing her wretched smile, Yei Yi burst out laughing.

For all anyone knew, the moment the girls huddled around her, Qing Yue could've been a poor girl dragged for slaughter from her expression alone.

She looked that terrified.

Unfortunately, the group of fanatic girls seemed oblivious to her state as they clung to each of her arms.

"Qing Qing, did you think over about what I said last time? What do you think about going out with my brother this weekend? I guarantee you won't be disappointed." An overly dressed girl with a strong perfume and thick make-up excitedly grabbed her hand as she began.

"Qing Qing, forget about her brother. I bet he isn't even half as good in bed. You should try my cousin. He is both handsome and has what it takes to please a girl." Another with highlights in her hair grabbed her other hand and pulled her closer.

"How do you know your cousin is good in bed? Have you slept with him?" Perfumed girl skeptically asked.

"Mu Yei, there's no need to be jealous. Although my cousin is handsome, I already have a boyfriend. And truly? He is too good for me to think about anyone else!"

"Hmph! I wonder if he knows how many you slept with before meeting him."

"I slept with many. So what? Are you saying you're still a virgin?"

"Girls, girls. Please calm down. Let's not get too excited." Sensing the direction the conversation was heading, Qing Yue's eyes widened in fear and anxiously tried to stir the conversation elsewhere.

"Let's talk about the new sale launch. I heard YueTian's Group promotion sale will provide 30 percent discount to the first hundred customers. Is anyone interested in coming along?"

"What! YueTian is giving a 30 percent discount?"

"When is the launch? Qing Qing, those sorts of promotion events require invitation cards. Do you have one?"

"Yes, yes...I have one. I can take you along if you want." Having successfully changed the topic, Qing Yue breathed in relief and gently smiled.

As long as they didn't venture into sensitive topics, she was fine with anything.

"Qing Qing, you're great! This is why I love you so much!"

"Qing Qing, since you're taking us along, can we bring our boyfriends along? Heh...they will be doing most of the buying." The make-up girl sinisterly smiled.

"Qing Yue, will you bring us along as well?" The spectating girls standing behind the couch leaned over. And with gleaming eyes, they begged Qing Yue to take them along.

"Hmm...it will probably be difficult, but I'll see what I can do."

"Great! Thanks, Qing Qing! You're the best!" The girls squealed in excitement and drooped their arms around Qing Yue's neck.

Qing Yue involuntarily cringed as they embraced her from behind, her expression turning awkward from the excessive display of affection.

YueTian Group was the most popular brand of male and female wardrobe ranging from casual to formal wear, cosmetics, accessories, and many other things in the new generation.

They combined the refined taste of the ancient period with the exotic modern lifestyle to develop and craft their own unique individual brand of style in female and male fashion and leisure activities.

And the most noteworthy part about their products was how only a fixed quantity was produced every year for every sale season.

But this was exactly what made their brand popular. People yearned for what was great in quality and limited in quantity.

Because their products took the shift in seasons, taste and style of customers, and region of residence, etc., in consideration.

So their unrestrained enthusiasm was understandable, but that didn't mean Qing Yue was comfortable.

"Anyways, the boys are buying! Otherwise, why would we bother dating them and waste our time? Speaking of which, about my cousin..." The highlights face lit up as she returned to the conversation to the dreaded topic.

Qing Yue's face turned dark as she wondered why it was so difficult to get these girls' minds off that topic.

Why was it so difficult to have a normal conversation without talking about bedroom matters?

"Girls...about that..." Swallowing nervously, she raised her hands to interrupt, but before she could even finish her sentence, make-up and highlights spoke over her soft voice.

"Su Wen, enough with your cousin! My brother is a hundred times better than your questionable cousin. I doubt the relationship between you two is just that of platonic cousins..."

"You! You're making baseless accusations! Even if my relationship with my cousin is dubious, what is it to you? Why are you so bothered? Everyone knows that kissing and groping mean nothing. Even if I were to take someone to bed, no one would care. Are you jealous I'm introducing someone better to Qing Qing?"

"Nonsense! You clearly know that's not why. Last week, I saw you..."

The two girls, trying to outdo one another began to expose each other's dirty laundry in front of everyone.

Qing Yue's discomfort increased, her face turning stiff as their topic wandered into private territory. The girls, unaware of her paling complexion, began talking about how they spread their legs and embraced their lovers. How they grabbed the rod and allowed themselves to be pleasured.

Qing Yue blocked her ears, her hands trembling as she blankly stared at the white wall before her. Even after 18 years of living in this strange world, she still wasn't able to accustom herself to the people's frank and open-minded attitude towards bedroom affairs.

She still wasn't able to shed off the 19 years of reserved upbringing ingrained into her being from her first life.

What's more, she died on the night of her wedding day, so she never experienced the wedding night.

And being home-schooled didn't help her situation...

"Yue'er, you're here."

Right at this moment, as her shoulders shook in silent tremors, the muffled sound of a familiar voice entered her blocked ears, pulling her out of her trance.

Qing Yue blinked and lifted her head, her heart soaring as her gaze instantly collided with the gentle ones of the handsome young man.

"Brother Tang..."