Chapter 960
Ling Qingan stood aside, “Did you know I would come over p>
Su Ran glanced at her, “Otherwise? Would you really be satisfied just watching on TV p>
“Heh.” Ling Qingan chuckled softly, “Indeed not satisfied p>
She looked at Su Ran, a smile blossoming on her face, “However, as a partner, I still have the responsibilities and obligations I should fulfill; you can trust my character p>
Su Ran chuckled lightly, “It’s rare to see you have such an awareness. If you’re talking about morals, then I should be worried p>
Ling Qingan’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Are you saying I’m immoral p>
Su Ran raised an eyebrow, “Do you have any p>
Ling Qingan looked at her, after a long time, chuckled softly, “Certainly not p>
The two of them curled their lips into a smile without saying a word, and at this moment p>
“Sister-in-law, Sister Qingan p>
Su Ran and Ling Qingan turned their heads at the sound, and saw Li Sheng and Mo Shangjie, among others, entering.
Su Ran was slightly surprised, “Why are you here p>
Li Sheng dashed in front of them, smiling brightly, “Of course, we’re here to cheer you on. Sister Qingan, go for it p>
Ling Qingan reached out to ruffle her fluffy head, her eyes filled with a smile.
“Thank you p>
Mo Shangjie followed behind Li Sheng with his hands in his pockets, wearing a roguish smile, looking nonchalant. He stared at Ling Qingan standing beside Su Ran, and the look in his eyes became somewhat profound.
Normally a reclusive person who doesn’t like to show himself, Wen Jichen came all the way from Hua Country to Paris upon Yin Xiner’s casual mention to accompany her for this so-called fashion week.
As his longtime easy-going buddy, how could he not know when he suddenly had this leisure?
He once again focused his gaze on that woman who was both familiar and slightly unfamiliar, hissing p>
So, who exactly is he here for?
After a few people chatted for a bit, someone came to notify them that the show was about to start, and Su Ran nodded before turning to look at Han Ying.
“Han Ying, I’ll leave the rest to you p>
“President Su, rest assured p>
After speaking, Su Ran then glanced around at the others present, saying:
“I’m looking forward to your performance p>
Her expression was indifferent, her tone calm; she didn’t give any motivational talks nor said anything encouraging or uplifting, yet her simple words made everyone feel a surge of excitement, blood boiling.
“Yes p>
Su Ran smiled slightly and left backstage with a few others.
For the first time, Paris Fashion Week was held in a private castle, combined with this year’s unique guest invitations, the Paris Fashion Association put their heart and soul into this fashion show.
The runway was no longer in traditional T-shape, but because the venue was large enough, this fashion week specially adopted a tiered model.
The first tier consisted of famous fashion influencers and bloggers from around the world, the second tier involved buyers and collectors, the third tier starred celebrities from the entertainment industry, the fourth tier was made up of founders from various sectors of the fashion world, followed by wealthy individuals, heirs, and the offspring of high-status families and royal nobility, and then the capital inheritors from all sides and… the person in charge.
The seating was distinctly stratified and clear-cut.
Although just a stage less than three meters wide separated each tier, ascending from the first tier was as formidable as climbing the heavens.
And the further up one went, the more distinct the hierarchy became, with increasingly exceptional identities; while the private room on the second floor was where everyone wanted to connect yet dared not offend and even rarely had the chance to meet.
The independent VIP room on the second floor was specially prepared for those officials from the political world and giants from the business world who preferred not to show their faces, occupying the best vantage point in the whole castle, providing an unobstructed view of the vast runway from above.
The room was equipped with six-dimensional projection to ensure every VIP in the room wouldn’t miss any detail or spectacular moment of the fashion show.
Before the show really started, the scene was dedicated to networking and building connections.
Fashion influencers and bloggers were everywhere taking photos with founders from the fashion industry, while celebrities targeted rich heirs and major capital bosses.
Thus, one could see many directors, investors, and rich heirs surrounded by different flowers, left and right.
Nan Jiaying also managed to meet many people she originally couldn’t due to Chu Xiyao’s identity, even exchanged a few contacts with some heirs.
Although she was now nominally the eldest daughter of the Nan family, she had never attended a large-scale event like fashion week, let alone interacted with those noteworthy individuals seen only on television.
Therefore, at such times, her resentment and jealousy towards Nan Shuyun became especially intense, wondering why just due to birth, she could easily attain what she herself might never achieve even if she spent a lifetime trying.