Wu Ding watched the fashion show, which was held in the exhibition hall on the third floor of Xinmao Building in Hua Hai City. Since it was live-streamed online, Wu Ding was watching the real-time on-site footage.

Ye Fan and Wu Ding arrived at Xinmao Building by car just as the fashion show had ended. Many of the manufacturers, designer representatives, and models who participated in the fashion show hadn't left yet. Especially the models, they were still in the makeup and changing rooms. Outside, some fashion media reporters were interviewing designers and models. Ye Fan and Wu Ding seemed inconspicuous among these people, just like regular attendees at the fashion show.

"Senior Sister, look, it's already over, it's hard for us to find them now." Ye Fan shrugged.

"It just shows you lack sincerity. Since they are here, let's go inside, locate the clothes, and negotiate with the owners to buy them?" Wu Ding said as she headed straight toward the makeup room backstage.

Ye Fan hurriedly reminded her, "Senior Sister, don't cause trouble."

"Who's causing trouble? All I want is to buy a few pieces of clothing with your help. Later, I'll haggle with them, and all you need to do is pay." Wu Ding sounded like a lady boss, while Ye Fan became her assistant.

Just as they reached the entrance of the makeup room, they were stopped by a staff member outside.

"Sorry, this is a private area, you can't go in." The staff member, a woman around thirty years old, directly blocked them.

Wu Ding said arrogantly, "We're here to buy clothes, what's the problem?"

As soon as she spoke, a few models who had just come out from inside started giggling. One model said, "It's rare to see someone buying clothes at the backstage makeup room."

"Maybe they just think they have some money to throw around?" another chimed in.

Wu Ding felt her pride slightly dented, and said, "Get out of the way, or I won't be polite."

Ye Fan was truly helpless, unable to do anything. If Wu Ding got angry, the entire Hua Hai City might suffer. He could only try to suppress the surrounding spiritual energy field to prevent Wu Ding from getting agitated.

"What's going on?" another staff member came over from a distance, seeming to be managerial level.

When the manager came over to understand the situation, he couldn't help but smile. Approaching them, he said, "Miss, if you want to buy the latest season's clothes because of the live stream earlier, I recommend contacting the manufacturers or designers."

Just as he was speaking, a woman with a very upright posture and an alluring figure emerged from the makeup room, immediately attracting the attention of some waiting reporters outside, many of whom wanted to interview her. Although her figure was mature and voluptuous, she had a pure and attractive appearance. She was the well-known "Jade Girl" Zhen Yun, who had made a name for herself in the modeling industry, participated in some variety shows, and even released a single.

Zhen Yun was only twenty years old, still a rising star in the industry, but she had already gained considerable fame and reputation. What she was wearing was precisely that light blue evening gown that had caught Wu Ding's attention earlier, along with the jewelry and accessories she hadn't removed.

"Miss Zhen, we're reporters from Ladies Love Magazine, may we conduct an exclusive interview with you?"

"Miss Zhen, we are..."

As soon as Zhen Yun appeared, several bodyguards came over to protect and clear the way for her. Clearly, she was the star of the fashion show, and many reporters were there just for her. Such shows always need eye-catching individuals to attract media attention.

The event organizers were coordinating the order: "Media friends, Miss Zhen will have a press conference on the fourth floor afterward. Please wait upstairs; there are also some people you can interview first, and Miss Zhen will head over once she's done tidying up."

Due to Zhen Yun's enormous influence, media reporters couldn't interview her one by one and would have to go to a press conference. To make the conference fuller, some less-known models and invitees would be available for interviews.

After the reporters were led upstairs, Ye Fan heard the organizers say: "Miss Zhen, would you mind resting in the lounge first? The press conference will start in ten minutes."

"Such a hassle," Zhen Yun seemed impatient as she walked to a third-floor lounge with the help of her manager assistant. Ye Fan and Wu Ding approached but were blocked by security personnel.

"Didn't you hear the message just now? Reporters, please go upstairs; the conference will start soon," the event organizers said.

Forced by Wu Ding's glare, Ye Fan had no choice but to step forward and say, "Miss Zhen, our lady wishes to purchase the outfit you're wearing. Could we please discuss this with a representative? The price will definitely be reasonable."

"Causing trouble?" The organizer seemed dissatisfied upon hearing this and was about to call security to drive them away, but Ye Fan swiftly subdued two of them.

"Don't make this a big deal," Ye Fan raised a hand to stop any further security from coming forward, "We're just here to do business. If you hurt our lady, there will be consequences."

Ye Fan's skills were so impressive that security staff hesitated and dared not approach further.

The event organizers finally understood that Wu Ding and Ye Fan were not joking, as no troublemaker would bring a bodyguard with skills like Ye Fan's, indicating Wu Ding's significance.

The event staff promptly contacted the designers and manufacturers by phone. Soon, he returned and said, "Madam, I've already asked the manufacturers. They say if you wish to purchase, including this crystal necklace, it will be forty thousand in total."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yun, standing at the lounge entrance, seemed displeased and said, "If you're going to sell, why not ask me? I'll offer fifty thousand, and does that mean the outfit is mine?"

The staff hadn't expected Zhen Yun to join the bidding, leaving them momentarily speechless.

However, Zhen Yun's assistant quietly reminded her, "Miss Zhen, you only earned sixty thousand from this event, spending fifty thousand directly on clothes, isn't that quite a loss?"

The whisper was so soft that only Ye Fan and Wu Ding, with their extremely keen hearing, could catch it.

Zhen Yun said arrogantly, "Fifty thousand. I've bought it. Inform the manufacturer and Hong designer that the outfit is on me now. I have an important meeting tonight, so I don't intend to change, nor will I accept any other offers unless they plan never to use me in their events again."

The staff, nodding wisely, said, "Miss Zhen is tonight's distinguished guest; what she says goes. Madam, sorry, the clothes and necklace are already Miss Zhen's."

"You!" Wu Ding had initially thought that the outfit would be hers and was imagining how impressive she'd look, but was blindsided by a young girl, feeling very disgruntled.

Before entering the door, Zhen Yun muttered disdainfully, "No matter how rich, it's still a woman living off an old man, and a toy boy kept by an older woman?"

Ye Fan tried to ignore it, but he heard it all too clearly—how did he suddenly become the toy boy in Zhen Yun's eyes?

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