Chapter 165 Beautiful, Foolish, and with a Bad Temper
The assistant cursed inwardly for being difficult to please, but still silently took out Beatrice's distinctive straight-ribbed umbrella, opened it, and shielded her from the 'extra-large' sun.
Pei Hening inevitably saw the straight-ribbed umbrella, which was in the style of medieval Europe but was more ornate than other umbrellas.
White silk, pink and white bird feathers, exquisite lace, thousands of perfectly cut diamonds, and pink deep-sea pearls... She never imagined that so many elements could be gathered on the surface of a straight-ribbed umbrella.
"Dear distinguished guest, our ship is now docked. Please watch your step and be careful when disembarking."
"Thank you for choosing to travel on this exclusive flight. We wish you all the best and goodbye."
Pei Hening sorted out the information he had as he disembarked.
— As this year's Golden Horse Award Best Actress winner, Tribeca's schedule was very full, and she did not have time to watch the Happy Circus performance.
—She is the cousin of Blanche, the mayor of Nerna. Her cousin Blanche strongly urged her to help promote Nerna, so she reluctantly changed her plans to come and see the Happy Circus performance.
The assistant secretly glanced at Pei Hening, inwardly cursing her: "She's pretty, but she has a terrible temper. If it weren't for her looks, with her lousy acting skills, she wouldn't have won the Golden Elephant Award at all!"
Pei Hening noticed her strange gaze and glared at her: "What are you looking at? You can't even hold an umbrella properly, you might as well quit!"
As she spoke, she snatched the straight umbrella from her assistant and walked out in her ten-centimeter blue crystal high heels.
The ship was docked in a private berth, and a luxury car worth tens of millions was already parked outside. Her cousin, Blanche, was waiting for her outside the car.
Blanche has an aggressive-looking face, wears a well-tailored black suit, and has neat, shoulder-length hair.
Pei Hening was a little nervous, trying hard to recall the relationship between Tribes and Blanche, and how they got along. Her palms were already sweating.
The more nervous she became, the calmer she became.
Blanche frowned as she saw Tribes leave her assistant behind and come down alone: "Tribes, you've abandoned your assistant again!"
Pei Hening pondered the way Tribes and Blanche interacted in her memory, as well as her character, and said, "What's it to you? It's so hot. You invited me here but didn't even arrange these little things. You made me stand in the sun for so long. Were you doing this on purpose?"
Blanche: "..."
She was beautiful, stupid, and had a terrible temper; she really didn't want to deal with this cousin.
Let's go.
Pei Hening stood still, glanced at her, and the meaning was clear—open the car door for her!
"Trebis! You're treating me like your little assistant?"
Pei Hening held up an umbrella, making it clear that she wouldn't get in the car unless the car door was opened.
Blanche gritted her teeth and opened the door for her.
Pei Hening nodded in satisfaction, handed the straight-ribbed umbrella to Blanche, and then gracefully got into the car.
Blanche: "..."
The next second, the assistant and the bodyguard carrying large bags caught up.
Blanche folded her umbrella and pointed to the car behind her: "You guys take that one."
Afterwards, Blanche got into the car and sat next to Pei Hening. She glanced at Pei Hening's clothes, especially her flamboyant accessories, and felt an eye-watering pain.
"Tsuibis, when you see other people later, put away your dog temper and be polite, understand?"
"I've invited celebrities from all walks of life to watch the circus performance. If you mess things up and ruin this exchange, you'll be in big trouble."
Pei Hening leaned back in the car seat, pulled out a small mirror from somewhere, and looked at herself with satisfaction, giving a perfunctory "hmm".
Blanche took her to the most luxurious casino in Port Nerna—the Royal Casino of Dawn.
"You'll be staying here for the next five days. I've arranged for you to stay in the top-floor presidential suite with the starry sky. Try not to cause any trouble."
As she spoke, she handed over a silver pistol.
Pei Hening: "???"
She started by saying, behaving like a person with low emotional intelligence: "Give me a gun and let me kill people? You'd be better off giving me a gemstone necklace."
Blanche gritted her teeth, "That idiot!"
"You talk too much. Here, take it."
Pei Hening was forced to accept the silver pistol, which she tossed into her handbag with a "Oh."
The two got out of the car, and Blanche led her toward the Dawn Royal Casino, reminding her, "The circus performance is at six o'clock in the evening. You need to be there during the performance, take some photos to promote it for me, and don't wander around aimlessly, especially don't go to the casino on the basement floor."
"Okay, okay, Blanche, you're so long-winded."
Blanche was furious.
As they passed through the gilded, intricately carved revolving doors and entered the Dawn Royal Casino, their private butler silently approached them. "Good evening, Ms. Tribes."
"I am your personal butler for this stay, Jack. Welcome to Dawn Royal Casino. You must be tired from your journey."
Pei Hening glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to admire the architectural style of the Dawn Casino.
The dome, tens of meters high, is adorned with crystal chandeliers that resemble a cascading galaxy. Warm, golden light spills onto the marble floor, refracting into delicate, beautiful, and enchanting patterns.
Pei Hening noticed that every three corners there was a stick of incense burning, the faint woody scent was sophisticated and refined.
The gentle, soothing sound of the violin flowed slowly, seemingly capable of calming one's emotions.
Pei Hening became increasingly wary as he looked around. Something was wrong with this place; logically speaking, watching a circus performance shouldn't be arranged in an entertainment venue.
The more she looked at the building, the more it seemed to her like a magnificent, gilded cage, so opulent it felt unreal…
Blanche wanted to go up with her, but her secretary caught up with her and exchanged a few words with her.
"Tsuibis, you go up by yourself. I have official business to attend to and have to go. You... take care of yourself."
Pei Hening feigned displeasure: "How come you're not busy enough to even have time to take me home?"
Blanche: "..."
The faint worry on her face vanished instantly. What an idiot!
She turned and walked away, ignoring the emotionally unintelligent Pei Cuibi.
Pei Hening followed her private butler, Jack, upstairs and soon arrived at the top floor—which had only four suites.
She noticed that other private butlers were leading other top-tier VIPs up.
She glanced at him again, and coincidentally, it was someone she knew—[I can bury you in money].
His eyes were gentle, his demeanor unrestrained, and he wore a dark purple suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and an extremely conspicuous luxury watch. His hair hung down casually, making him look like a dissolute young nobleman.
He noticed Pei Hening's gaze, looked up, met her eyes, and then, with a smile, gave her a flirtatious wink...
Pei Hening's lips twitched. Was this guy having a fit?
Then, remembering that the system assigns character settings, she fell silent.