After seeing the news footage, Na'er looked utterly astonished and could not help muttering, "Isn't that the Star Luo princess from the ceremony earlier... She was perfectly fine a few days ago. How did she suddenly end up dead?"
Xiao Chen shrugged and said casually, his tone flat, "Maybe she offended someone."
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Na'er recalled that he had once told her about Dai Yun'er making things difficult for him, and she immediately began gloating:
"Hmph, heaven's wheel turns, and who has heaven ever spared! Who told her to pick on you for no reason? Now she's gotten her comeuppance! She brought it on herself!"
Seeing the undisguised disgust on Na'er's face, Xiao Chen smiled almost imperceptibly, then reined it in, his expression returning to indifference.
Then he changed the subject, leaving Dai Yun'er aside. His gaze settled on Na'er as he drawled, "She's just a dead person. Let's stop talking about her and get down to business. The money you have left should cover a few more substantial dishes, right?"
Na'er, who had been gloating just a moment earlier, instantly stiffened, and the smile on her face abruptly froze.
The mere mention of spending money made her wilt at once, her eyes full of conflict and pain over the expense. She hurriedly pressed her palms together and pleaded, "Let's keep talking about her instead."
Gu Yue's room, Star Luo Grand Hotel.
Ever since that night three days ago, Gu Yue's expression had not eased in the slightest. She remained cold as frost all day, an unmeltable layer of ice shrouding her features. Her cold, distant aura kept others from daring to approach.
She sat alone in a chair by the window, her figure exquisitely beautiful but her aura biting. Black hair fell over her shoulders, her