The Stunning Beauty Goes Wild in Hong Kong's Entertainment Scene

A struggling beauty from Hong Kong who acts to make ends meet x the heir to a mainland investment company

In the 1980s, Xu Ruoming was born into poverty. Raised in filth, she was a fishmonger with a stunning face. From the time she could remember, the sixteen-year-old had wielded a knife at the stall. Once she grew up, she was going to be forced into marriage to settle a debt.

"I'm going to enter the Miss Hong Kong pageant. If I win, I'll have the money to pay you back right away!"

Her frail body weighed less than ninety pounds, and she looked as if the wind might blow her bones away. But she had a face few could match. She stared pleadingly at the burly man in front of her.

The debt collector was an "old acquaintance" of her mother's. Seeing her like that, he gritted his teeth. "I'll give you half a month. You'd better come up with at least fifteen thousand. Otherwise, I'll send you to Brother Shan right away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ruoming dropped to her knees and kowtowed, thanking him for giving her this chance.

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She had inherited her face from that "mother" of hers.

She didn't like it, but she never imagined she could use it to turn her life around.

A simple red gauze dress she had bought at a street stall for four dollars and thirty cents, worn-out sneakers, and a head of black hair. That was all she had for her debut, yet her face made the front page of the newspaper that very day.

Even in black and white, the photograph could not hide her beauty.

For the first time, she realized that making money could be this easy.

But a stubborn girl like her was bound to be taught a lesson.

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A wealthy investor from the mainland arrived, and the news spread throughout the entertainment circle. His casual spending stunned everyone.

Newspapers ran story after story about him, and one actress even declared on the spot, "I adore Young Master Xie."

Xu Ruoming forgot about it as soon as she heard it. To her, no number of rich young masters mattered as much as a chance to audition.

Amid a crowd on set, one was a little actress hiding in a corner and eating a bun, while the other was a young master surrounded by adoring fans.

The group's clumsy Mandarin made Xu Ruoming laugh. The passing young master glanced her way, but his gaze lingered for no more than a moment.

Half a month later, in a hotel lobby.

The slender girl wore a ridiculous raincoat and carried two large black plastic bags. It was impossible to tell what was inside, but the next moment, she hurled them at the group of people across from her.

Then she delivered a sharp kick to the crotch. The fire in her eyes was what made him recognize her.

"Bring her over."

"Yes, Mr. Xie." His subordinate confidently took on the task and walked up to Xu Ruoming. "Miss Xu, our Mr. Xie would like to, "

"...??" Xu Ruoming, who couldn't understand mainland Mandarin at all, assumed he was picking a fight. She walked right past him, shot him a glare, and picked up her bag from the floor. "You rotten bastard, my fish died! You're paying for it!"

From then on, all of Hong Kong knew that the fishmonger's girl everyone used to bully had found herself a powerful patron.

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