But even among the wealthy heirs and powerful alumni, one man drew every eye.  

Zhao Feng.

He strolled through the ballroom with effortless grace, his platinum-black suit tailored to perfection. The diamond Rolex on his wrist glinted with each movement, a subtle reminder of the fortune that now followed him. And by his side, **Su Ling** shone like a goddess in her crimson dress. Her mere presence elevated Zhao Feng’s status further — the icy, untouchable student council president, now standing proudly as his date.  

The whispers had grown louder.  

"That's really Zhao Feng..."  

"He even brought Su Ling to the Gala?"  

"Luo Shao must be fuming!"  

And fuming he was.  

Across the room, Luo Shao stood with his entourage, his jaw clenched tightly. His usual smug grin had vanished, replaced by thinly veiled rage. The sight of Su Ling at Zhao Feng’s side was a humiliation he couldn’t stomach.  

"That bastard," Luo Shao spat under his breath. "He thinks flashing money makes him better than me?"  

Just as his fists clenched, a sultry voice spoke up beside him.  

"Careful, Luo Shao. Your jealousy is showing."  

It was **Bai Xinyue**. The once-proud campus goddess now wore a forced smile, but Zhao Feng's dismissal earlier still stung. She had expected him to beg for her attention, to crumble beneath her rejection. Yet, here he was — richer, more confident, and with Su Ling no less.  

"I’m not jealous," Luo Shao growled. "I’m just not done with him."  

But Zhao Feng couldn’t care less.  

He stood near the ballroom’s grand staircase, savoring the atmosphere. The system’s voice echoed once more.  

Ding!

[Mission Progress: Establish Dominance at the Gala — In Progress.]

[Additional Objective: Lead the First Dance — Reward: +2 Million Simp Coins, +100 Influence]

A slow smile spread across Zhao Feng’s lips.  

"Shall we dance?" he asked, his gaze fixed on Su Ling.  

Her crimson lips curled upward. "You certainly don’t waste opportunities."  

Taking her hand, Zhao Feng led her to the center of the ballroom. The crowd instinctively parted, their curiosity reaching its peak. The orchestra shifted into a soft, elegant waltz.  

All eyes were on them.  

Zhao Feng’s hand rested gently on Su Ling’s waist, his movements fluid and commanding. Despite her usual air of dominance, Su Ling followed his lead without hesitation. The two moved in perfect harmony — a seamless blend of power and grace.  

Gasps and murmurs echoed.  

"Is he really this good?"  

"Since when could Zhao Feng dance like that?"  

Ding!

[Reward Unlocked: +2 Million Simp Coins, +100 Influence]

But Zhao Feng wasn’t done. As the music swelled, he twirled Su Ling in one flawless motion, her crimson dress fanning out like flames. The dazzling sight left the room breathless.  

And then — applause.  

The ballroom erupted in admiration. Even the most influential guests couldn't deny it — Zhao Feng had stolen the night.  

But amidst the applause, Zhao Feng caught a glimpse of Luo Shao’s burning glare. Bai Xinyue stood beside him, her expression twisted with disbelief and regret.  

Ding!

[Mission Complete: Establish Dominance at the Gala.]

[Reward: +5 Million Simp Coins, +150 Prestige, +100 Charisma]

Zhao Feng’s smirk returned.  

"Let the games begin."