258 Degraded Socialite (1/2)

Lei Xinyi got ready in an elegant knee-length halter dress with an empire waist. It was a turquoise dress with the upper section of the empire belt a bright emerald. To match with it she wore forest green lenses, making her eyes vibrant and hiding their extremely distinct contrast.

After applying foundation and loose powder, she shaded her eyes emerald and did a two-winged eye-liner design, with a pencil she gave her brows a little higher altitude, so they looked sharper and darker.

She contoured her face to give an illusion of higher cheekbones than she possessed so her face looked rather more symmetrical. To end her look she put a nude lipstick on her plump lips.

She was going to add the final touches when the maid came rushing in and bowed, when she lifted her eyes at Lei Xinyi she froze. Lei Xinyi rolled her eyes and then cleared her throat which seemed to work as the maid abruptly spoke, ”Madam Lei, there is a Ms. Su…”

Lei Xinyi turned away from her and cut her off, ”Get her here.”

It would be awkward if she asked her to wait outside and asking her to wait in the living room would be even estranged in nature.

She was in no interest to push away her best friend for years just because she was uncomfortable with whatever her new 'fiancé' was cherishing her with. Out of all her plastic relations and associations, Su Qing and He Zheng were the results of empathy and sentiments.

Not that she was comfortable in Su Qing looking around and then making an evaluation of the nature of her and Li Yuan's relationship. But somethings couldn't be helped. And knowing Su Qing she was in for judgment.

Packing her hairs securely above her head with pins, she picked up the light ash blonde wig she had chosen. To end her look she picked a black floppy wide-brimmed hat and black knee-high stilettos

As she was zipping her shoes the door was banged open, Lei Xinyi rolled her eyes without lifting them at her intruder. Nuisance dramatics much?

Su Qing let out an audible gasp as she took in the large stocked room. As a matter of fact, she had been imagining Lei Xinyi to be living in a dingy, shabby place like in those soap operas where the ML is indifferent and cruel to the FL. Not being biased bt Li Yuan filed the image completely but Lei Xinyi didn't fit an innocent, scared female lead.

But this was something out of ordinary. Her calculating hazel eyes took everything in and her mind ran the statics.

The attire Lei Xinyi was adorning was a high-end designer piece but it wasn't from this season or any other, she would have known if it was. Then it was a custom-made design, just like the dress she was wearing in the morning...

Lei Xinyi called her through a maid, which means she had an authority to give orders to his staff. The room, her clothes, and the fudging herb sunroom! The arrangement looked… permanent

No influential, wealthy man would ever keep a Mistress or lover he wasn't intending to pursue in his Main Residence. And not to mention the way he was embedding her roots deep in the place, a huge wardrobe, a humongous herbs sunroom, the kitchen control…

Definitely not a mistress!

And that God-forsaken contract of being his personal doctor! It had desperate-perusing-before-courting written all over it with custom made red lipstick!

Lei Xinyi was moving about in the room as if she owned, which showed her familiarity and because she had arrived only yesterday, it could only mean one thing. It wasn't the place she was familiar with it was the one who owned it!

She hummed and nodded her head slowly, comprehending the strange case of unrequited affection. But Li Yuan was a dangerous person with sharp edges, his conquests weren't something under the rug. But no one would dare discuss it in the fear of the Underworld Lord.

And Lei Xinyi wasn't a person who took suggestions or considered opinions. She did what she thought was right and the only thing you could do as her friend was laugh and cry with her as the consequences of her actions.

She weighed her words well and asked carefully, ”Tell me if I am wrong, but isn't the door next door the Master Bedroom?”

She was indicating her closeness to Li Yuan but Lei Xinyi wasn't ready to sell unofficial gossip about her. Su Qing was her confidant but Lei Xinyi didn't trust anyone with information enough to deceive her.

This was just how she loved and lived…guarded and detached. The closer you are to someone the easier shot they have to hurt you.