Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 18 DC Club, Black Gold SVIP

The most exclusive club in the capital city.

Ning Yao, dressed in a beige trench coat, walked with a graceful gait, perfectly highlighting her slender and tall figure, attracting the attention of those around her. However, upon seeing her unremarkable face, they immediately lost interest.

Just as Ning Yao was about to enter the club, she was stopped by a waiter in a suit. The waiter secretly looked her up and down, but couldn't tell what brand her clothes were. He assumed they were cheap, no-name brands and hid his disgust and contempt in his eyes.

The waiter lowered his arm from Ning Yao's, maintaining a polite facade, but his tone betrayed a hint of sarcasm:

"Miss, our club is a members-only club. You cannot enter without permission."

Ning Yao had one hand in her pocket, about to take something out, when four or five women walked over from not far away, the one in the middle being Shen Jiangyuan.

As soon as Shen Jiangyuan got out of the car, she noticed that Ning Yao was being blocked at the entrance of the club. Only then did she lead her girlfriends to Ning Yao in a triumphant manner.

"Oh, who do we have here? It's just a vixen who likes to seduce married men."

Shen Jiangyuan stood before Ning Yao, her tone utterly disdainful. Her eyes swept Ning Yao up and down, finding her utterly tasteless. In contrast, she looked at herself in a magnificent princess dress, secretly gloating. How dare she come to such a high-class club without a few presentable outfits? Did she really think that currying favor with Wen Tingye would turn her from a nobody into a phoenix? How laughable.

"This kind of high-class club isn't a place just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can walk in. Tsk tsk tsk, you don't even have a decent set of clothes, yet you dare to come here to hook up with rich guys. Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about your own appearance?"

As soon as Shen Jiangyuan finished speaking, her girlfriends burst into laughter, looking at her with disdain as if she were a country bumpkin.

Another girl in a pale yellow dress crossed her arms and said to Ning Yao with a show of benevolence, "However, if you kneel down and beg Jiang Yuan, she might be willing to forgive you and lend you a few outdated Chanel dresses. You could never afford those in several lifetimes."

It's obvious that the girl was there to avenge Shen Jiangyuan.

Seeing this, Ning Yao was almost amused by their antics. Where did these opera singers come from? And their double act was quite good.

This attracted the attention of other distinguished guests at the club.

Before she could say anything, the waiter at the door spoke again, trying to get rid of her, his tone becoming even colder.

"Miss, our club does not accept guests who are not members. Please leave quickly so as not to disturb other guests."

What a hypocrite! He's so snobbish and looks down on people. I don't know how Yang Dongcha manages his business; he can get people like this working through training.

Just as Ning Yao was about to speak, Shen Jiangyuan interrupted her again. The other woman quickly pulled out a VIP card with the club's logo on it, then held it up between two fingers in front of Ning Yao's face, her face full of smugness.

"Did you see that clearly? This is what a VIP card looks like. You need this card to enter."

"You don't even have a card and you want to go to a club to hook up with rich people? No way."

Ning Yao's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she sighed softly. She had originally wanted to keep a low profile, but under these circumstances, her strength seemed to prevent it.

Ning Yao slowly reached into her trench coat pocket and pulled out a black and gold card. She walked past Shen Jiangyuan and her friends, went straight to the waiter, and handed him the card.

The waiter turned pale the moment he saw the card. This was the club's black gold SVIP card!

DC Club opened three years ago and quickly rose to become one of the top five clubs in the capital, catering to young men and women from high society who enjoy entertainment.

The card in Ning Yao's hand is only issued by the boss and cannot be bought even if you have money. Moreover, only five have been issued so far, which shows how prestigious the cardholder's status is.

Shen Jiangyuan had never seen what a black gold SVIP card looked like before. But when she saw that Ning Yao's card was different from her own, she immediately frowned and mocked, "Where did you get this pirated card? It's all black and the color is different too. You're so careless."

"Yeah, it's hilarious."

"She thought this was some kind of place, that she could just pull out any old card and get in."

"Get her out of here, it's so embarrassing to stand next to her."

The girls echoed the heroine's sentiments, while some of the wealthy second-generation onlookers changed their expressions, stopped watching the spectacle, and hurried away.

The waiter's attitude towards Ning Yao immediately underwent a dramatic change. With trembling hands, he handed the card to Ning Yao, bowing deeply and even his tone of voice unconsciously becoming obsequious.

"Miss Ning, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. So you are a distinguished Black Gold SVIP guest. I was negligent just now, please don't blame me."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiangyuan froze on the spot, not expecting the waiter to react this way.

What kind of black gold SVIP is this!

I've only ever heard of that kind of card, but I've never actually seen anyone use it.

That's fake. How could a woman like that be a VIP at a top-tier club?

"Hey, you've got it wrong. How could she possibly have a black card? It's definitely fake. Look again more closely!"

Shen Jiangyuan panicked and leaned forward to snatch the black gold card from Ning Yao's hand.

The waiter was terrified. He had already offended the distinguished guest, and he couldn't let an ordinary guest like Shen Jiangyuan disturb the distinguished guest again. So he stretched out his long arm and unceremoniously blocked Shen Jiangyuan away.

Shen Jiangyuan had been pampered since childhood and had never received such treatment before. Moreover, both times she lost face, it was because of Ning Yao, that vixen.

Enraged, she raised her foot and kicked the waiter. Wearing high heels, the kick made the waiter's face turn white with pain.

"Who do you think you are? Just a waiter, yet you dare to lay a hand on me?"

"These black gold SVIP cards are so rare that ordinary people could never have them. Instead of checking the authenticity of the card, you're blocking me. Do you even want to continue working here?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao, who had been watching the scene unfold, suddenly smiled, raised an eyebrow, and replied coldly, "Just because you don't have it doesn't mean I don't."

The implication is that you are an ordinary person, but I am not.

Shen Jiangyuan gritted her teeth, preparing to retort to Ning Yao, when the club manager suddenly ran over from the direction of the elevator, looking flustered.

After he came over, he bowed and scraped to Ning Yao, hurriedly expressing his apologies.

"I'm so sorry, Ms. Ning, I'm late and I've kept you waiting. Mr. Yang asked me to show you the way."

Because of its powerful background, no one dares to mess with DC Club. The club manager is usually aloof and arrogant.

Seeing how respectful he was to Ning Yao, Shen Jiangyuan instantly felt a mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit it out.

The girls Shen Jiangyuan brought with her all stared at Ning Yao's back as if they had seen a ghost. They never expected that a woman dressed in cheap clothes would actually have a black gold SVIP card from the DC Club and be personally received by the club manager.

Even the last time a high-ranking official from the capital came to hold a banquet, we didn't receive this kind of treatment!