"Fusion of Chinese and foreign styles, I've always felt that the two elements shouldn't be mutually exclusive."
Her words greatly surprised the judges present. Fusing Chinese and foreign styles sounded easy, but was incredibly difficult to execute.
They hadn't expected Miss Wen to possess such insight.
It seemed she was destined for a significant place in the future of styling.
Seeing the impact of Wen Yan's appearance, the company decided on the spur of the moment to start a live broadcast.
From the moment Wen Yan entered, Chu Lei's gaze was fixed on her, a flicker of interest in his eyes.
This woman was stunning!
As a young master of the Chu family, he had seen countless beauties, but compared to Wen Yan, he immediately felt that those women weren't even worthy of being her backdrop.
Moreover, this woman possessed both beauty and brains – she was his type.
...
Inside a commercial van.
Leng Xunze, dressed in a light gray suit, sat in the back seat.
His eyes were fixed on the live broadcast on the screen, watching Wen Yan sit up straight, her expression calm, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders. Her elegant suit lent her an even more striking, cool demeanor.
Leng Xunze's gaze deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and a faint smile touched his lips.
She seemed to have become even more outstanding.
Zuo An, who was focused on driving, glanced up and saw the man in the rearview mirror smiling at his tablet, which piqued his curiosity.
Ever since he saw Wen Yan sign that divorce agreement, his president hadn't smiled.
He'd been gloomy every single day.
Leng Xunze thought of something and, without looking up, commanded, "Cancel today's schedule. Turn around and head to the fashion company."
"Huh?" Zuo An was a bit bewildered.
What did he mean? Today's two collaborations were both multi-million dollar projects.
He felt it was necessary to remind him.
Seeing Zuo An hesitate, Leng Xunze's voice deepened, "Didn't you understand?"
This brief sentence sent a shiver down Zuo An's spine, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop.
He respectfully replied, "Yes, President Leng."
Zuo An turned the car around.
...
Half an hour later.
Wen Yan emerged from Luo Mei's office. Luo Mei walked her out with a smile, "Wen Yan, you've helped me out a lot today."
She felt she would likely be promoted soon.
Wen Yan praised, "It's mainly because Sister Mei was well-prepared. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
She made to leave.
Luo Mei nodded, "Wen Yan, I'll call you next time there's a fashion show."
Wen Yan hummed in response. As she stepped out of the lobby, she heard a man's slightly teasing voice, "Miss Wen, do you have a boyfriend?"
This person was Chu Lei.
At this moment, the employees coming and going saw this scene and stopped to discuss, "Miss Wen is too lucky. That man is so handsome."
"Such a handsome man is actually pursuing Miss Wen, she'll probably agree."
"If such a handsome man asked me out, I'd definitely say yes."
She paused, seeing the man not far away with one hand in his pocket, a smile on his lips, and a bouquet of roses in the other.
A faint floral scent wafted over, refreshing and pleasant.
Wen Yan frowned, "I'm sorry, that's a private matter."
Saying this, she tried to leave.
The onlookers were almost dumbfounded.
"Miss Wen actually rejected him without even considering it."
"Is Miss Wen too picky? Thinks she's famous and got a big head. I really don't know what she's got to be so choosy about," a woman said enviously.
"Don't be so bitter. Who she chooses to be with has nothing to do with you. You're just meddling."
Chu Lei saw that Wen Yan wasn't giving him any face and quickly chased after her, "Miss Wen, do you know who I am? I think you're my type, which is why I'm speaking to you so politely."
"Don't be ungrateful!"
Given his status in the Chu family, who dared to disrespect him?
This woman was actually ungrateful. Did she really think her status as a stylist could establish her here?
It was laughable.
Wen Yan was getting annoyed by his persistence. She stopped and looked at Chu Lei, saying, "Young Master Chu, I'm sorry, you're not my type. I've made myself very clear. Can you move aside now?"
"You..." Chu Lei stood frozen, not having recovered. This was the first time he'd been rejected by a woman.
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yan gave him a cold glance, "Let me tell you something."
Chu Lei instinctively asked, "What is it?"
She spoke word by word, "Not all women have to revolve around you. The world doesn't belong to you."
With that, she walked away directly.
Chu Lei, who had always been adored, was taken aback by Wen Yan's complete disregard for him. His expression turned cold as he stepped forward and grabbed Wen Yan's hand, "Miss Wen, do you think I'm not good enough for you?"
Wen Yan, her face cold, was about to speak when a man's indifferent voice came from not far away, "Let go of her!"
At these words, everyone's attention was immediately drawn.
When Wen Yan saw the man striding towards them, her expression changed slightly. Leng Xunze, why was he here?
Chu Lei looked at the man. The man exuded an aura of ferocity that made even him feel a bit intimidated. He then looked him over, finding the man unfamiliar, and provocatively said, "Who are you to her? Let me tell you, I'm the young master of the Chu family. If you don't want trouble, get lost now!"
Leng Xunze's face darkened, his eyes filled with immense rage. He strode forward and kicked Chu Lei with such force that he flew a considerable distance.
The sheer power of the blow made Chu Lei clutch his chest, "Ah... How dare you hit me..." He could barely stand and eventually passed out.
The onlookers, witnessing Leng Xunze's ruthless methods, gasped and quietly retreated.
Seeing Leng Xunze kick the man unconscious, Wen Yan felt a sense of relief and asked him, "Is he alright?"
Leng Xunze's voice was slightly chilly, "What, are you worried about him?"
Wen Yan explained, "No, I'm afraid something might happen to him and he'll try to blame me."
Upon hearing this, the inexplicable anger in the man's chest instantly subsided. "He's fine."
He then looked at Zuo An, "Handle this. And send him back to Mr. Chu!"
Zuo An quickly approached, understanding Leng Xunze's intentions. He nodded, "Yes."
Wen Yan said, "Thank you."
"Get in the car, I have something to tell you." Leng Xunze's gaze fell on Wen Yan's left hand, which was red.
Thinking of her hand being held just moments ago, he felt an urge to chop off that man's hand.
Wen Yan had intended to leave directly, but felt it wouldn't be right to leave after Leng Xunze had just helped her out of a difficult situation, so she agreed.
They sat in the back seat.
Wen Yan looked at the man's stern profile and asked, "Go ahead, what is it?"
Leng Xunze turned to look at her, "Regarding the collaboration, have you given it any thought?"
"I've considered it, President Leng. We can collaborate." Wen Yan had thought Leng Xunze wanted to discuss something else.
Hearing this, the corners of his eyebrows relaxed. "This is a major project. Have you ever designed ancient-style outfits and clothing?"
"I've only designed modern styles."