Chapter 169 - Brewing

Mr. Cang opened the door loudly.

"I hear shouting from outside. Is everything al-"...right. His words halted when he saw the messy room, Xiong Wuyue's red face and disheveled state who was holding a bottle of perfume, and Xiong Zhi who was bleeding in her shoulder.

"What the? What happened?" Mr. Cang was shocked by this scene. Then she looked at Xiong Zhi's dress. He recognized her instantly. He went to her. His face was full of concern.

"Oh my! Our esteemed guest! You're bleeding! Hey you! Call the medic here!" The PA who just returned with a lemonade in hand was stunned. Then she also saw the organized room become a messy room and the bleeding shoulder of the real princess. The PA gasped. She ran outside to call the medic with a lemonade still in hand.

Mr. Cang looked around and picked up the tissue box from the ground.

He gently wiped the little blood on Xiong Zhi's shoulder.

"Are you alright, young miss? Here. Sit here for a while." Mr. Cang took the chair. He gave importance to this esteemed guest. They need to treat her with a lot of care. This young miss was the one who made his 50 million to 20 billion. She was a very important sponsor.

Xiong Zhi did not talk. She sat on the chair that Mr. Cang provided. She stared at Xiong Wuyue who was fl.u.s.tered and who was brewing up a story on her mind on how things end up like this.

Mr. Cang noticed her gaze and turned to Xiong Wuyue.

"Ms. Wuyue. Please change your clothes now. Later, you need to explain this." Xiong Wuyue became pale.

"Mr. Cang, it's not what you think. My cousin suddenly came-" 

"Ms. Wuyue, I'm asking you to change first then explain later." Mr. Cang was still being respectful to Xiong Wuyue. It was because she was still a Xiong. However, Mr. Cang had a vague idea of how this room become like this. And how this esteemed guest had a bleeding shoulder.

Xiong Wuyue followed Mr. Cang's instruction. However, when she passed them by, she turned around to them. Her eyes were full of tears. She speaks to Xiong Zhi.

"Cousin, I know you are angry at me because I accept the event's invitation to become the model of the year. But you don't have to do this just to destroy me. You are hurting yourself. If you want, I will step back from being the year's model." Xiong Wuyue's eyes were full of hurt and sincerity. 

Xiong Zhi saw this and almost applauded.

Mr. Cang was stunned then his mind got confused.

Xiong Zhi looked down and put her face to her hands. She did this because she knows her face was lacking when it comes to acting.

"Why do you keep misunderstanding me? Why would I envy you because of the mere title of the 'year's model' when I'm the young miss? I'm the heiress. I don't need anything else. I wonder what I did to you that you hate me so much? To the point of hurting me. I just came here to ask you if you like the dress. Because if you did, I will give it to you freely." But of course, that's all nonsense. Xiong Zhi speaks with sorrow in her voice. The dramas they watched together with Song Xuantin was coming out. Even though Xiong Zhi could not act, she could still pull it out with her voice. 

Mr. Cang was shocked. Based on the young miss was saying, she bid the dress for Xiong Wuyue? That 20 billion?! 

Mr. Cang knew of his guests. He heard the young miss of Xiong who was just brought out by Old Xiong. According to the investigation, this young miss was cold and aloof. She was not fond of socializing. She just recently made a debut in the banquet. The second thing that Mr. Cang look out the most was their fashion sense. Based on her personality and the dress that she purchased, they were all plain but high quality. She wears dark colors before. But recently her taste change to relaxing light colors. Mr. Cang was so sure that this kind of girl doesn't like a fancy or flashy dress. So the chances that she bid for this dress for her cousin were high. Especially, Xiong Wuyue was typically like this kind of dress more. However, why waste 20 billion for this?

'Then, are they having a quarrel between cousin and Ms. Xiong Zhi went here to make a truce by giving the dress? And Xiong Wuyue misunderstand it? '

If that's the case, there's no need to make it big.

However, 

Mr. Cang eyed the bleeding shoulder. The scratch was small but it was very obvious in her milky skin. It would leave a scar for a while. 

This wound shoulder would surely make a huge story out there.

"But since. Since you hate me so much. I have no choice but to keep this dress. Since you rejected me." 'No way I'll give the dress to you.' Xiong Zhi thought.

Xiong Wuyue clenched her knuckles. She finds it hard to retort back to Xiong Zhi. This Xiong Zhi who was full of schemes.

"Cousin, you are telling stories out of nowhere. Because of you-" Xiong Wuyue started but she was cut off.

"Ms. Wuyue. I told you to change. Go change now!" Mr. Cang shouted to Xiong Wuyue.

Xiong Wuyue became paler. She was never been shouted like this before. She did not realize that Mr. Cang was doing this so that no reporters would sniff something here. It was for both of the girl's reputation.

"Mr. Cang. Are you siding her?" Xiong Wuyue asked with teary eyes.

Mr. Cang did not hesitate.

"Ms. Wuyue, you are wrong in this matter. You are one of the models in IAmFashionista. But look at what you did. You hurt one of our important guess. After you change, apologized to young miss." 

Xiong Wuyue felt like she was poured a bucket of called water.

Right. In this situation, the young miss of Xiong was the one who always wins. Just like back then. No matter what she said, no matter what she reasons, they would not listen to her because she was not the young miss. 

Xiong Wuyue's red eyes glared at Xiong Zhi. Then she passed them by to go to one of the vacant changing rooms.

'Xiong Zhi. You only have your title. I will soon have it. Let's see if you can still win then.' Xiong Wuyue's wild heart was suppressed like a mountain that was about to explode. She wanted it. She really wanted to be the young miss. Once she have it, she would make Xiong Zhi's life miserable to the point that she begged her to die.

***

Lu Yin Ze quickly stands up after the two mask man stands up. They went unnoticed as the two went to the backstage.

Lu Yin Ze was about to follow them but he got blocked by the guests. They keep introducing themselves to him. Even he was in a hurry, he politely accepts their introductions. 

He keeps looking at the two's back who was about to disappear.

Then he saw that Guan Gao Huan was smoothly going to the backstage despite people blocking him.

Lu Yin Ze copied Gao Huan while pushing himself and excusing that he needs somewhere to go to.

Finally, he reached the back door.

Jang Shin, who keeps watching Gao Huan and the gold-and-black mask stands up as well. Since he was a plus one, no one was blocking him. He remembered what Linfeng had said to him.

"Be careful with this man. If possible, watched him. But don't get caught. I have a feeling that they are not there like everybody else. How can a person who wanted fame cover himself? It's too bad, we can't dig something about them. Jang Shin, please take care of Xiong Zhi. Don't let them come near her. Also, " Linfeng was talking about the masked man.

"Also, Gao Huan is there. Look out for him. Please make sure that Gao Huan would not come near to Xiong Zhi." 

Remembering these words, Jang Shin had a bitter smile. He already broke the second promise. He couldn't do anything that the Guan and the Xiong were table mates. However, he keeps watching them. Even Gao Huan wanted to talk to the young miss, the young miss was not talking to him. At least that gave him something good to report. Then he wondered, why Linfeng gave an instruction like that?

Based on his investigation, Guan Gao Huan has the big possibility to be Xiong Zhi's fiancee. These two were bound to meet. They might even become husband and wife.

However, he trusted Linfeng. He witnessed Linfeng's capability. So Jang Shin immediately followed after Lu Yin Ze. 

***

Lu Jin followed after his father. His father was walking with light steps on the hallway, 

"Hmm...is he still following us?"

Lu Jin sighed lightly.

"Yes."

"What a rat. Do you think he recognizes us?"

"I don't know. It's been eight years since he last saw you." 

"How about you? When was the last time he saw you?" Ming Zhi Yi, cold voice yet happy tone reached Lu Jin's ears.

"He just saw me once. On his birthday." 

"Oh. You really gave my gift to him personally?" Ming Zhi Yi sound amused.

"Yes."

"Did he check it out?" 

"..." 

"What's his expression? Is he happy to see you? Did he ask about me?"

"..I don't know. He collapsed." 

"Tsk. He's the same. He's my son but he was a coward. He got that genes from that bitch."

"..." Lu Jin was silent behind the mask.

"Make sure he got the box. I want to receive a reply from him soon."

"..Father."

"Mm?" That sound was a bit threatening. But Lu Jin did not mind it. He continued.

"Yin Ze does not know the whole story. Why use him? He is just a scared rat who could not overcome his illness. He is useless."

Ming Zhi Yi stopped walking.

Lu Jin stopped as well. His heart skipped a beat. He knew he went overboard. 

Ming Zhi Yi turned around to Lu Jin.

"Son. You know why among the two of you, I chose you?" Ming Zhi Yi took a step nearer to Lu Jin. He patted his shoulder.

"It's because you are smart and capable. You know when to ask and when you don't have to."

Ming Zhi Yi pulled up Lu Jin's mask. An expressionless face and empty eyes met him. They were cold and fearless. He likes this look, unlike the other child who only knows how to cry.

"And the thing I like the most is you don't act just base on your useless emotion. "

He put back Lu Jin's mask. Ming Zhi Yi was a bit taller and well built than his son. So he overpowered him not only by presence but to appearance as well.

"Remember, you are my seed. You are my heir. So act like me. Besides, " Ming Zhi Yi looked at Lu Jin's back. The rat was hiding in the corner of the hallway. 

Ming Zhi Yi whispered to Lu Jin's ear.

"When you have everything in your hands, you can do what you want then. But of course, after my reign. Right, son?"

Lu Jin stared ahead. No one could know what those empty and cold eyes were thinking.

"Yes, father."

"Good. Now let's meet the organizer."