The Amnesiac Drama Queen Is Crashing the Live Stream - Chapter 1

As night fell, the opulent Yonghua Palace, the most luxurious club in Yuncheng, was steeped in a world of extravagance and indulgence.

In the top-floor presidential suite, under the dazzling glow of golden lights, several empty liquor bottles littered the coffee table.

Amid the swirling haze of smoke, the air itself seemed to carry a seductive undertone.

The clatter of dice gradually faded as all eyes turned to the central dance floor, surrounded by dozens of side screens that enhanced the dynamic lighting.

To the pulsating beat of electric music, a slender figure at the center twirled gracefully. Her custom-made crimson dress accentuated her radiant beauty, making her all the more captivating.

Even from behind, her silhouette was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her waist, delicately outlined by the dress, seemed as if it could be held in one hand. Her swaying hair carried a faint, sweet fragrance, and her long, straight legs, clad in exquisite high heels, outshone the nearby glamorous influencers and rising starlets.

“That’s Xia Xingtang, isn’t it?”

“I thought she stopped attending these events after getting married. Am I seeing things?”

“Tch, why the surprise? When has Pei Luoming ever brought her to any banquet, big or small? Given how Yunji is expanding now, I heard she’s about to get divorced.”

Sometimes, gossip has a peculiar magic, it can bring strangers together in no time.

“Really?”

“Of course. With that flirtatious, bewitching look of hers and her reckless spending, even someone as wealthy as Pei Luoqing would cut his losses sooner or later.”

“Back when we used to hang out together, she once outshone the entire club. When she stepped off the stage, someone even offered a fortune to spend the night with her.”

“Oh~ So she just needs to find someone else to take her on?”

“Take her on? You have no idea…” The speaker paused mysteriously, narrowing their eyes as they gazed at the dance floor. “Xia Xingtang said that if that person could finish an entire row of drinks in front of her, she’d give him twenty million in return.”

“Whoa.” The remark drew a collective gasp.

Anyone who could offer that much money was undoubtedly well-off, but unfortunately, they had encountered someone as unyielding as Xia Xingtang.

In high society, there are hierarchies.

And Xia Xingtang stood firmly at the very top of the pyramid.

“Enough, enough. She’s coming down.”

As the music ended, the figure in red leisurely stepped off the dance floor. Her peach-blossom eyes, shimmering like rippling water, curved into a slight smile. She elegantly picked up a glass of red wine, tilted her head back, and downed it in one go.

Her movements were lazy yet unrestrained. A drop of wine trickled slowly from the corner of her lips, glistening under the lights and adding a touch of allure to her presence.

Just as Xia Xingtang set down her glass, a spot in the center of the leather sofa was vacated for her. Away from the dance floor, the music grew noticeably softer.

Yu Feifei, still holding Xia Xingtang’s beige trench coat, couldn’t help but chide her:

“Slow down with the drinking. You just got off the plane, your body hasn’t even adjusted to the time zone, and you’re already hitting the alcohol like this. If you end up sick, I’ll have to drag you to the hospital in the middle of the night. Do you know how much my gossip is worth these days? If it were with some handsome guy, fine, but being linked to you? I’d be losing out big time.

Hey, are you even listening, Little Star? Someone just said you came back to get a divorce. Don’t give them the idea that you’re drowning your sorrows in alcohol and hand them more ammunition.”

Xia Xingtang listened half-heartedly until the words “divorce” caught her attention. She paused, slowly set down her wine glass, and discontentedly pulled her trench coat out of Yu Feifei’s arms, tossing it onto the back of the sofa. The custom-made coat, worth hundreds of thousands, was discarded as carelessly as a piece of sofa fabric.

“What’s wrong with being linked to me in rumors? Am I not good enough for you, little Feifei?”

Yu Feifei: …

She was good enough, but Yu Feifei didn’t dare agree.

After all, Pei Luoqing was the financial backer for several of her dramas.

Thinking of Pei Luoqing, Yu Feifei couldn’t help but feel sorry for her best friend.

Xia Xingtang was born into the Xia family, a top-tier conglomerate in Yuncheng. This old-money powerhouse had always been held in high regard throughout the city. After restructuring in the previous generation due to policy changes, the family expanded into various industries, with real estate spanning the entire country.

At the same time, the Xia family also invested in the entertainment sector. The chain of ultra-luxury clubs in first-tier cities, including tonight’s Yonghua Palace, was one of their ventures.

Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Xia Xingtang was the little princess of the family. With an indulgent older sister shielding her from pressure, she followed in her sister’s footsteps academically without ever falling behind. Once she hit her teenage years, she began seeking novelty and excitement.

For her safety, the Xia family opened this club for her when she came of age. Only a select few knew that Yonghua Palace belonged to Xia Xingtang.

However, three years ago, as soon as Xia Xingtang reached the legal marriage age, she entered into a marriage of convenience with Pei Luoqing of Yunji Group. The high-profile union between Huanyu and Yunji was the talk of the town, and its extravagance was still a topic of conversation even three years later.

It was also this marriage that enabled Pei Luoqing to decisively suppress her half-brother, Pei Ziyu, in their three-year power struggle, propelling the Pei family to new heights.

On the surface, it was an enviable match, but from the gossipy remarks earlier, it was easy to imagine how superficial their marriage truly was.

“Fine, fine, I won’t bother with you anymore,” Yu Feifei conceded, raising her hands in surrender. “I just wanted you to have some fun. If I’d known they’d be so gossipy, I wouldn’t have invited all these messy people.”

“It’s fine. It’s your birthday,” Xia Xingtang said, her fingers shifting from reaching for wine to picking up a glass of chilled juice instead, finally cooling herself down. “Is this better?”

No sooner had she spoken than a few people approached with their wine glasses. “Oh, Xia Xingtang, it really is you! I was wondering who that stunning dancer on stage was, and it turns out it’s you!”

“I just saw this dress at a fashion show a couple of days ago. How did you get your hands on it so quickly?”

“You look absolutely gorgeous today. All those minor celebrities on stage were fighting for the center spot, but here, they’re just your backdrop.”

“What are you talking about? When has our Miss Xia ever not looked stunning?”

Most people would take such remarks as an opportunity to gracefully move on.

But Xia Xingtang was clearly not like most people.

She lazily tilted her head and asked, “Earlier, I thought I heard someone mention divorce. I just returned to the country, so I’m a bit out of the loop. Whose drama are we talking about?”

The moment she said this, the expressions of those around her instantly soured.

Gossiping behind someone’s back was one thing, but who would dare discuss it right in front of the person involved?

Fortunately, these people were well-versed in social interactions, and someone quickly stepped in with a smile to smooth things over: “It’s Zhang Xinyu, the one from the Zhang family that makes integrated stoves. Didn’t she just get married last year? Guess what? The other day, her husband came out publicly in front of his family, insisting he had to be with that man.”

“Ah, isn’t her husband that mama’s boy from the Wang family? With a ‘Dowager Empress’ at home, how could something like this happen?”

“Exactly! He likes men, but with a ‘throne’ to inherit at home, his mother forced him to marry a woman. Now everyone’s watching Zhang Xinyu’s drama unfold. I heard the Zhang family even sent her abroad.”

“What was the point of flaunting such a grand wedding back then? And now, before autumn even arrives… Oh dear, how tragic.”

“I wonder if she can even survive abroad, wandering in a foreign land, impoverished and destitute. Should we send her some money?”

“Sure, I donate to a few homeless children every year anyway.”

“So, does anyone have her contact info?”

“I do, but she doesn’t need it.” An untimely voice interrupted their conversation. Xia Xingtang, noticing the gazes turning toward her, leisurely explained, “I happen to know her. She’s currently on a private island gifted by her ex-husband, freely enjoying the open air with all sorts of beautiful women.”

The gossip contributor: …

The onlookers waiting to mock: …

Wait, beautiful women?

Something seemed off.

But the concerned citizen Xia Xingtang quickly cleared up their confusion.

“Ah, actually, she’s also into women. Their marriage was just an arrangement.” Xia Xingtang was quite pleased with their expressions and added, “If you’re going to gossip, make sure you get the full story.”

With this cautionary tale, the people who approached her afterward were much more cautious. But despite their flattery, Xia Xingtang’s expression remained unchanged, a faint, distant smile playing on her lips, as if the subject of discussion had nothing to do with her.

The rotating starlight overhead flashed briefly across the diamond ring on her ring finger.

When was the last time she had been in a place like this? So long ago that even Xia Xingtang herself couldn’t remember.

Ever since marrying Pei Luoqing three years ago, she had reined in all her wild tendencies.

But just because she had become a proper, domesticated wife didn’t mean life was smooth sailing.

Marriage is a two-person affair.

Someone like Pei Luoqing, a workaholic who wished she could split 24 hours into 100, was either on a business trip or on her way to one.

With the industrial transformation of Yunji ahead and her illegitimate brother watching like a hawk, even when she was in Yuncheng, she would stay in the fully-equipped CEO’s office due to overtime work.

Even Yu the Great, who famously passed by his home three times without entering, would have praised her dedication.

Faced with a spouse she barely saw once a month, Xia Xingtang simply embarked on a world tour from time to time.

And so, it went for three years.

If it weren’t for her best friend Yu Feifei’s birthday party, she’d probably still be sunbathing in Florida. If she had stayed a little longer, that attentive trainer might even have given her a lively dolphin.

The second-generation elites around her began chattering again about the gossip of Yuncheng’s prominent families, with Pei Luoqing inevitably at the center. But Xia Xingtang paid no attention.

After all, her only role in this marriage was to swipe cards, shop endlessly, and be a competent trophy wife.

As for whether the trophy wife had any feelings of her own, who would care?

For the past three years, whenever Pei Luoqing returned to Yuncheng, she would always rush back in advance. Diligently playing the role of an obedient and delicate wife, all just to cater to Pei Luoqing’s preferences.

But what was the result?

There was no fiery passion between her and Pei Luoqing, not even a hint of restrained affection existed.

A woman like Pei Luoqing not only appeared to be a refined yet degenerate type of frigid person, but even after marriage, she still left her lying alone in bed, unable to sleep.

Xia Xingtang had no doubt that even if she were to strip naked, drug herself, and sit in Pei Luoqing’s lap, that woman would still calmly flip through a proposal and accurately point out its flaws.

What kind of wife was this? She had practically found herself a second older sister.

“Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about? You’re about to crush that glass.” Yu Feifei pried open Xia Xingtang’s hand, finally rescuing the glass.

Xia Xingtang absentmindedly lowered her eyelashes, growing angrier the more she thought about it.

The dazzling lights shimmered in her eyes like brilliant stars. Yet, her smile didn’t reach her eyes: “I was just thinking about which gynecology department in Yuncheng is more reputable.”