I took a deep breath, silently reminding myself not to argue with fools-it would


    only drive me mad.


    So, I chose to stay silent.


    "You''re not going to speak?" she said mockingly. "If you don''t want to say anything, that''s fine. But let me warn you, if you n to visit the vi again, you''d better call Crystal and have her escort you. Otherwise, if the security catches you, they might call the police and have you detained."


    It was just a vi. Did she really think I didn''t understand? Even if an outsider somehow got in, the worst that would happen was a warning. There was no way they would detain anyone.


    I had no idea if this woman was just clueless or if she thought I was stupid enough to believe her.


    When we finally reached the vi for the party, I immediately smelled smoke as soon as we stepped inside.


    It was definitely inappropriate to smoke indoors. I couldn''t help but wonder what kind of party Crystal had brought me to.


    As I walked further inside, I saw around 30 men and womenughing and chatting. This vi appeared to be unupied for the moment. The décor was simple, but it made for a great party venue.


    Neon lights illuminated the space, speakers were set up, and in the open area, someone was ying a guitar while another person drummed along.


    A few people sat on the sofas at the tables, leaning together to smoke hookah, while several scantily dressed women on the staircase were busy taking photos.


    Unable to contain my curiosity, I turned to Crystal. "What kind of party is this?" I asked.


    "I don''t really know," she replied with a shrug. "It''s just something organized by the circle. They invited me, so I came."


    I quickly realized it was just another trust fund kid gathering a party centered around indulgence, socializing, and unting wealth.


    These kids loved gathering in groups, hosting events like this to strengthen bonds and maintain connections between their families.


    I used to get invited to these parties often, and I even attended one when I was younger. However, I lost all interest and stopped going after witnessing their reckless and immoral behavior.


    I never thought that starting university would lead to me getting dragged into one


    of these gatherings again.


    "Crystal!"


    "Crystal''s here!"


    It didn''t take long for someone to notice us.


    Even though there were three of us, their attention was focused solely on Crystal.


    I didn''t mind, but I couldn''t help


    aat Lily. Just as I thought


    gexpression flickered with e???


    her


    resentment and disappointment.


    "Crystal, who''s this guy?"


    "We didn''t invite him, did we?"


    "He looks unfamiliar. Did he sneak in?"


    After greeting Crystal, they immediately turned their attention to me.


    I hadn''t dressed up today. I wasn''t even wearing my usual designer clothes and


    shoes that people sometimes mistook for knock-offs.


    Ever since became close friends with Benjamin, Liam and the others, I would try to dress simrly to them to avoid making them feel ufortable.


    Today, I was wearing a in ck T-shirt I had bought at a street stall with them for just 30 dors.


    Compared to the shy, jewelry-d outfits of the trust fund kids in the room, I definitely stood out in my simplicity.


    Seeing the curiosity in their eyes, Lily quickly stepped forward. Her smug expression made it clear that she


    felt she had finally found a chance to get some attention. It only made me feet more sorry for her.