City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 914 - 0914: Apologizing in Person

Chapter 914: Chapter 0914: Apologizing in Person

Helena stepped out of her room and knocked on Ye Qiu’s door. When Ye Qiu opened the door, he found it was Helena.

"Miss Helena, what’s the matter?"

"Dr. Ye, what are you doing?"

"I just took a shower and was about to take a rest. Is there a problem?"

"I feel like going for a walk."

"Go ahead on your own."

Helena had thought Ye Qiu would accompany her to take a look around, but to her surprise, he didn’t even consider it. Left with no alternative, she returned to her room to rest.

After Helena left, Ye Qiu shook his head. He couldn’t help but feel that ever since he saved Helena that morning, he’d ended up with a tagalong.

...

At around five in the afternoon, Ye Qiu woke up and was heading out of the castle for a stroll by himself when Housekeeper Eugene approached and said, "Young Master Ye, the vineyard’s grapes have all been harvested. Should I start preparing dinner for you now?"

"Later will do."

After Ye Qiu walked out, Helena, who was upstairs looking out of the window, spotted Ye Qiu’s figure and hurriedly chased after him.

"Dr. Ye, wait for me."

Ye Qiu saw it was Helena and stopped.

"You didn’t take an afternoon nap?"

"No, I feel energetic,"

Helena replied.

Ye Qiu shook his head and continued walking forward. Instead of riding the horse "Crimson," he chose to walk with Helena toward the seaside.

"Is this the Mediterranean Sea?"

"The Atlantic Ocean. Across the way is Great Britain."

When they arrived at the shore, Ye Qiu gazed at the boundless sea. Across from them indeed lay Great Britain, but from here, he couldn’t see anything on the other side.

As Ye Qiu found a spot to sit down, Helena also picked a rock to sit on.

She wore a French-style dress bought at the Champs Elysees Shopping Plaza. Her long golden hair was blown loose by the Atlantic breeze, revealing her fair and delicate neck.

Helena’s facial features were exquisite, carrying a particularly unique aristocratic air.

This nobility was distinct from Louise’s aura.

Louise, as part of the Gauthier family, was also a noble and a figure in France’s upper society. However, the impression Helena gave Ye Qiu was complex—sometimes daring, sometimes innocent, and at times her gaze revealed something intricate.

When Helena noticed Ye Qiu secretly watching her, she asked, "What are you looking at?"

Helena tucked a strand of golden hair behind her ear. Ye Qiu had thought only Eastern women did such a thing, but it turned out that women everywhere were all the same.

"Nothing."

Helena didn’t believe him.

Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze and suddenly saw Housekeeper Eugene driving over.

"Housekeeper, did you finish preparing dinner so quickly?"

"Young Master Ye, there are several important people here to see you!"

Important people?

Ye Qiu felt puzzled.

Alongside Helena, Ye Qiu boarded Eugene’s Citroën. On the way, he said, "Housekeeper, that Bentley Mulsanne will be yours to drive from now on."

"Really?"

Housekeeper Eugene hadn’t expected that Ye Qiu would entrust him with such an expensive luxury car. This further affirmed the truth of what Ye Qiu had said to him that night.

When they returned to the castle, Ye Qiu noticed several luxury cars parked outside.

As Ye Qiu and Helena stepped out of the car, he saw Louise and several other familiar faces—people he had previously met at Count Charley’s grand castle banquet.

Amanda from the Lancome Group Company, Gabriel from Chanel, Viscount Christian from the Dior Group, and others—all of whom he’d become acquainted with at Count Charley’s gathering.

"Why are all of you here?"

Seeing these people, Ye Qiu was genuinely surprised.

"Dr. Ye, as resident members of the French Fashion Association, when I heard that Charles plagiarized your designs for Fashion Week, I knew there was trouble,"

Amanda said.

In fact, the dress Ye Qiu had casually designed for Louise that night had already gained recognition from these people. However, they had assumed Ye Qiu primarily focused on medical skills.

Unexpectedly, the piece Ye Qiu incidentally created for Louise had been picked up by Charles, who then passed it off as his own work. The incident had now snowballed into a major scandal in the French fashion world, which naturally impacted these luxury goods companies.

As the president of the French Fashion Association, Artu had repeatedly tried to communicate with Louise but was met with indifference. Left with no choice, Artu sought out these individuals to confirm with Louise and identify the true creator of the designs. Resolving the matter, reducing negative impacts on the French fashion world, and restoring integrity became imperative.

"Mr. Ye, hello, I’m Artu,"

Ye Qiu looked at the man—a fifty-something whose high, hooked nose and large face gave an impression of sharpness. He walked straight up to Ye Qiu, extending his hand in introduction.

"This is the president of our Fashion Association,"

Amanda explained.

"Hello, Mr. Artu,"

Ye Qiu extended his hand and shook Artu’s, greeting him politely.

With that, they entered the castle’s parlor.

Housekeeper Eugene was truly astonished. He hadn’t expected the most powerful figure in French fashion to appear here, considering it an immense honor.

He hurriedly instructed two maids to bring out coffee, tea, and snacks to entertain the guests.

Now Louise and Zhou Wenting also came downstairs. Louise had not expected these individuals to personally come all the way here.

But Louise knew that she had to demand justice for Ye Qiu.

"To be honest, I never expected an extraordinarily talented fashion designer to emerge from the East. At first, when I saw these works, I didn’t think the creator could be from the East—so for that, I deeply apologize,"

Artu said.

This sentiment wasn’t limited to him; many Westerners shared similar prejudices, believing that it was difficult for Easterners to produce remarkable fashion designers. This applied even to Japan, which they felt had very few prominent designers due to significant cultural differences.

"I truly admire your work. However, this Fashion Week incident was a grave oversight. On behalf of the French Fashion Association, I sincerely apologize. As for compensation, as long as it’s reasonable, we will ensure it’s provided."

Artu spoke with genuine respect.

After all, Fashion Week was of utmost importance to the French fashion industry.

Additionally, France’s luxury fashion industry was an essential pillar of its national economy.

Artu didn’t want such an incident to occur during his tenure as president, as it could impact France’s stature in the global fashion arena.