The Rebirth of the Socialite's Glory (GL) - Chapter 1

Azure Tone is the largest entertainment club in A-city, occupying a vast area. Not only is the indoor decoration magnificent, but even the open-air plaza is extremely lavish. It opens promptly at seven in the evening and closes promptly at seven the next morning, a renowned nationwide, even worldwide, sanctuary of carnival, jokingly called the “City That Never Sleeps.”

In a room on the fourth floor of the private room section of the Azure Tone club, a group of people were celebrating a birthday all night long for one person. This person, perhaps a year ago, was unknown to anyone in this upper circle, but today, a year later, everyone who received an invitation to her birthday party attended. On the contrary, those who received an invitation should feel happy and honored. One must know that this person is not an ordinary person, but the only daughter of the notorious Feng family patriarch in A-province and the future head of the Feng family, Feng Ya.

Attending her private birthday party is also a recognition of one’s status in this upper circle, something one can brag about.

In the corner, the protagonist of the gathering leaned on a sofa illuminated by colorful lights, gently swirling a glass of red wine in her hand. The exquisite stemmed glass shimmered with an alluring glow. Occasionally, a bright beam of light leaped onto her face, revealing a countenance that was more delicate than beautiful, yet strikingly gorgeous.

Feng Hua also held a glass of red wine, her slightly tipsy eyes looking at the person in front of her. Suddenly, she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, which drew Feng Ya’s attention.

Feng Ya’s eyes were dark and deep, like the protagonist in a suspense drama. Those deep eyes seemed to tell you that in her sight, you could not hide, and any struggle was futile.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Heh heh, I’m laughing at myself.” Feng Hua slightly tilted her head, draining the liquid in the glass. The intoxicated look in her eyes intensified, and even her voice could not remain steady, “I was proud for twenty-five years, but you used one year to make me a complete joke, yet I don’t even have the right to utter a word of complaint.”

Feng Ya did not speak, only gently sipped a mouthful of red wine, her gaze moving away from Feng Hua’s eyes, looking at the people twisting and swaying on the dance floor without a trace of emotion.

“Although it sounds a little selfish, I still want to say, I hate you.” Feng Hua struggled to get up from the sofa, her ink-black long hair swirling at her waist. Taking a step forward, her fingers released their grip, and the glass rolled onto the thick carpet without making a sound.

Her fair but thin, bony hand rested on Feng Ya’s shoulder, her lips curling into a meaningless smile, “As the only eldest daughter of the Feng family, what my father gave me was not only the honor brought by status but also invisible pressure. I possess more things than others, so I must put in more effort. This is a rule I have always understood.”

“I started receiving my father’s training since I was three years old, voluntarily and forcibly absorbing all the imparted knowledge. Because of this, I was always a step ahead, constantly skipping grades, being called a child prodigy, and completing my Ph.D. at the age of sixteen.” Feng Hua said lightly, “In the eyes of others, the success of a child prodigy is a matter of course. Only I would be surprised at what I had achieved. I am not a child prodigy, never was… I simply divided all the time in my life into two parts: one for survival, eating and sleeping, and one for learning. In the same year, after returning to the country, I entered the family company for training, and formally entered the circle I should be involved in, starting to learn how to become a qualified socialite. By the age of twenty, I could do it very well, becoming a qualified socialite praised by everyone.”

Feng Ya finally consented to turn her head and bestow a look upon Feng Hua, but the light in her eyes was like water below zero, forever laced with icy coldness.

“I was still immersed in a beautiful dream until I was twenty-five years old. Just as I was about to enjoy the fruits of my labor, you appeared. You first made me lose to you in every aspect, and then exposed the fact that I was not my father’s biological daughter. Then, I finally lost everything completely.” Feng Hua met Feng Ya’s eyes without the slightest retreat, “I occupied what originally belonged to you, and I lost to you; these are all facts. Regarding the former, I am also innocent, and regarding the latter, I am simply outmatched. I do not feel that I owe you, nor will I ever forgive you for what you have done to me. If you cannot completely destroy me, I will not let this go in the future.”

Although she is no longer the eldest daughter of the Feng family, the things she diligently learned over the years are hers exclusively and cannot be taken away.

As long as there is a sliver of opportunity, even if she starts from scratch, she can still make a comeback. Without the status of the Feng family’s eldest daughter, she is still the celebrated socialite of the entire circle, and her abilities and means will not vanish with her identity.

Some things have changed, but some things have not.

“I won’t give you a chance.” Feng Ya’s expression was calm, but there was a hint of seriousness in her eyes when she looked at Feng Hua. After a second’s pause, she said, “I am merely taking back everything that belongs to me.”

“You have succeeded.” From Feng Ya’s words, Feng Hua guessed that Feng Ya would not let her go tonight. Although she tried hard to feign calmness, she couldn’t help but feel a little regret.

Legend says that when a person dies, nothing is left behind; all grievances, hatred, and attachments will fade away.

However, no one is unafraid of death.

“I want to know one thing, when did Father find out about this?”

Feng Ya was suddenly brought home by Feng Heng. Of course, at that time, Feng Ya had no intention of revealing her true identity. Perhaps she was just watching her like a show? In short, Feng Hua knew that the moment Feng Ya appeared in the Feng family, she was already a spectacle of a joke.

“The year you turned twenty.” Feng Ya said lightly, “Perhaps you have forgotten, you held a birthday party at Azure Tone, in this very room. At that time, you were the princess of the banquet, and I was just an insignificant small service worker here. One of the young gentlemen made things difficult for me, pouring beer all over me. It was you who helped me and took me to your private room to shower and change clothes. I had a brief encounter with Father there, and just one look was enough to catch Father’s attention.”

“Do you know why?” Feng Ya asked Feng Hua in return.

Feng Hua shook her head, looking at Feng Ya, waiting for her answer.

Feng Ya suddenly smiled when Feng Hua was caught off guard. Although beautiful, the smile was icy cold. “Because I look exactly like my mother.”

Feng Hua was stunned, and suddenly understood some things she had never been able to figure out.

Her father had always been indifferent to her. Although she was well-fed and well-clothed, he was stingy with affection. In his eyes, she seemed not like his daughter, but a stranger.

She heard that the mother her father deeply loved died in childbirth, so Feng Hua always thought that her father’s coldness toward her was due to resenting her birth, which took her mother away. Perhaps that was one reason, but the ultimate reason was that she not only had no bl00d ties with him but also lacked the resemblance to his deeply loved wife.

The moment Feng Ya appeared, that face was enough to draw Feng Heng’s attention to Feng Ya, and it was enough for him, after investigating, to ruthlessly abandon Feng Hua and indulge Feng Ya’s efforts to discipline Feng Hua.

After Feng Hua understood some things, the sadness and indignation in her heart instead lessened, leaving only an emptiness that made her limbs cold. Seeing Feng Ya still looking at her, Feng Hua forced a cold laugh, “So you’re an ingrate. I helped you, even indirectly enabling you to have everything you have now, yet you see me as a thorn in your side.”

Feng Ya’s expression remained unchanged, “All this was originally mine. You are the thief.”

Feng Hua choked, and then snorted, “I am also innocent. Was any of this within my control?”

“Thieves can always find many reasons to explain their thieving behavior, trying to make themselves look more innocent.” Feng Ya’s tone was flat.

Feng Hua could tell that Feng Ya was the type of person who made you feel like you were in the Antarctic when she didn’t speak, but once she opened her mouth, she could anger you enough to want to tear her mouth off.

“What are you planning to do? You can’t just slice my throat with a knife, can you? There are so many people here, and you can’t guarantee that no one will expose you. This is a society ruled by law; murder is a crime.” Feng Hua said, seemingly righteously.

“No, I won’t kill you.” Feng Ya said.

Looking at Feng Ya’s face, which showed no trace of emotion, Feng Hua asked with a hint of curiosity, “Why?”

“You are my possession. I won’t kill you, but you must listen to me. From now on, there is no more Feng Hua. Your name will be Ye Qiu, the name that once belonged to me.”

Feng Hua’s mouth dropped open in surprise and anger, her face filled with disbelief, “Are you crazy? First of all, when did I become your possession? Furthermore, I’m not your slave, why should I listen to you? Finally, your name, why would I care about it?”

“You have no choice.” Feng Ya’s tone was calm, yet the look in her eyes towards Feng Hua was unmistakably serious.

“I will not compromise.” Feng Hua stepped out of her initial shock, a cold smile creeping onto her lips, “If you dare, just kill me outright.”

“I said I won’t kill you, but I will not be lenient with disobedient pets.”

The way Feng Ya looked at her was like looking at a disobedient feral cat. This realization ignited a fire in Feng Hua’s heart. She abruptly pushed Feng Ya, sending her sprawling onto the sofa.

Feng Hua pinned Feng Ya down, fiercely choking her neck, “I am not a pet!”

To Feng Hua’s surprise, Feng Ya was not angry at Feng Hua’s actions. Instead, she smiled. This smile brought a warmth to her, and her eyes gained a hint of… possessiveness that Feng Hua could not understand?

“But you are mine, something that belongs to me… Stop!”

Feng Hua was engrossed in Feng Ya’s eyes when she suddenly heard Feng Ya’s shriek, a sound mixed with a terror that stunned Feng Hua. She had thought that nothing in this world could frighten someone as mentally strong as Feng Ya.

The next moment, Feng Hua felt a tremendous burst of pain in her head, as if something had violently struck her head. She could almost hear the sound of her skull cracking.

She couldn’t see, so she couldn’t confirm if her head had shattered like a large watermelon, with red bl00d splattering like a fountain.

Did they really have to make her death so unglamorous? Feng Hua thought bitterly in her heart just before her consciousness faded.