But it’s definitely a bit far-fetched to have all prizes given to just one person! Isn’t that just blatantly exposing the underlying corruption?

"What’s wrong with that?"

"Third Young Master, don’t you think... it looks a bit contrived?" the chief executive carefully broached, "How could it be possible, in any competition, for all the awards to go to one person? Of course, I’m not saying Miss Ye Lu isn’t admirable, but no matter how excellent she is, well, we should distribute some of the prizes to other competitors, right?"

"No way." ThirdYoung Master Jun always acted on his own whim and was disinclined to heed others’ advice, "Why should I award others? Those bucktoothed and cross-eyed ugly women, in what aspect do they surpass my woman? Throughout the whole contest, I deemed her to have the best figure, talent, and humor. There you go, any objections?"

Arrogant and brazen voice from the phone, filled with contempt for everything worldly.

The chief executive was in tears, dare he not agree? But is she really that good? That must be love is blind.

Moreover, the other contestants are all exceptionally good-looking women, aren’t they? This isn’t an ugliness competition after all, so how could there be any ugly women?

"But people might think this is corruption."

ThirdYoung Master Jun scoffed, "It is corruption indeed. Is there fair play in contests like this one? Anyhow, if I don’t bribe, others will. Tell me, has any other nouveau riche been stuffing you with money to promote other contestants, and now you’re in a tough spot?"

"Third Young Master, you’re so wise." The chief executive wiped the sweat off his forehead. It was true that some fat-cat backers for other contestants had indeed slipped him money, which he accepted, so he’s at his wits’ end!

ThirdYoung Master Jun narrowed his eyes.

"How dare they compete with my woman for the championship? I’ll buy that position at ten times their price. Cool off where they came from!"

The chief executive was immediately ecstatic; ten times! That’s a lot more than what the nouveau riche offered. Of course, this isn’t a problem anymore, who cares who he sells to.

"Third Young Master, you’re such a bore." Feiyu rolled his eyes. Didn’t he feel that his behavior was quite childish?

"I simply love to promote her!" ThirdYoung Master Jun looked happily at the woman on the screen holding a bunch of trophies.

He loved the way her eyes lit up and her face broke into a sunny smile when she heard she’d won an award. So cute.

She seemed really keen to win prizes. So what’s the harm in satisfying this little desire of hers, just to bring a smile to her face?

Feiyu shrugged. For the sake of promoting a woman, he would pull strings and spend big bucks recklessly, just like a privileged spendthrift. But then, this was Third Young Master’s style–doing whatever he pleased.

Whatever he wanted to do, he wouldn’t stop until he’d accomplished it, by hook or by crook!

He didn’t know whether this woman was lucky or unfortunate, but apparently, it would seem, hmph hmph, she was not going to escape from the palm of Third Young Master’s hand.

***

"The most thrilling moment has arrived. The final award is about to be presented–" The most exciting prize was about to be announced, the host deliberately paused, and the suspenseful music began playing.

The contestants’ hearts were pounding with anxiety, and the audience held their breaths.

Even Yuan Jiayin was nervous, staring anxiously at the stage, thinking, there’s no way the award could go to that woman again.

If it did, it would be unbelievable; even if that woman had a powerful backer, there was no way she could sweep all the awards, audaciously disregarding all rules!

"The winner of this beauty pageant is–"

People were clutching their hearts even tighter. Their hearts almost leapt into their mouths as the contestants stared, eyes wide open with suspense.

Among everyone, the least anxious was Ye Lu.