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Chapter 532: The Fashion Clothes Were Stolen

Chapter 532: Chapter 532: The Fashion Clothes Were Stolen

"Mr. Xiao, what just happened?" Long Qie couldn’t help but ask.

He felt it was a bit unusual, given Xiao Zheng’s abilities, he certainly should not have failed.

Xiao Zheng shook his head, "Let’s not talk about it, it’s really bad luck. When I infiltrated the bottom of that ancient castle, I ran into Angela. That woman is not easy to deal with, so I retreated temporarily."

"Angela?" Titan exclaimed, "Isn’t she the woman who was crazily pursuing you back in the day? She caused quite a stir in Sky Net at that time."

Long Qie couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s hardest to accept the favor of a beautiful woman."

"Go away."

Xiao Zheng scolded with a smile, "Kid, itching for a spanking, aren’t you? We haven’t sparred in a long time, how about playing around when we get back to base this time?"

Long Qie quickly shook his head, putting on a distressed expression, "Isn’t it enough that I don’t speak of it, Mr. Xiao? Please don’t ask me to spar with you. With your skills, even ten of me would be no match, I’d only get beaten up."

Xiao Zheng and Titan both laughed heartily.

Chaos throughout the night.

After sorting everything out and returning to the hotel, it was already half-past ten. At this time, the fashion show was about to begin, and Leng Ruobing was anxiously looking for Xiao Zheng everywhere.

Seeing Xiao Zheng walk in, Leng Ruobing crossed her arms and looked at him coldly, "Where did you go again yesterday?"

Xiao Zheng chuckled, "Met a few old friends."

"You have old friends in London?" Leng Ruobing was surprised.

Xiao Zheng replied, "Of course, I have friends all over the world."

Leng Ruobing, being a reasonable woman, could tell that Xiao Zheng did not want to say more, so she did not press him further, and simply said, "Since you’re back, let’s get going. The fashion show is about to start."

With that, she walked ahead.

However, Leng Ruobing had only taken a few steps when her phone rang. As she answered the call, cries came through from the other side.

"Sister Ruobing, it’s... it’s terrible. My... my fashion design has been stolen."

The person on the other end spoke in fits and starts, her voice filled with both grievance and urgency.

"What?"

Leng Ruobing was shocked and immediately said, "Stay where you are, don’t move, I’m coming to find you." After hanging up, she turned to Xiao Zheng, "Let’s hurry to the fashion show, a good friend of mine seems to have run into trouble."

Leng Ruobing was clearly anxious.

This good friend of hers was a rather famous fashion designer, recognized within the global fashion industry, and she also had some collaborations with the Qianqiu Group.

Upon hearing that the design had been stolen, Leng Ruobing was shocked, and what she thought was to quickly get to the venue of the fashion show to see what exactly had happened.

Xiao Zheng nodded without saying much and followed Leng Ruobing out.

Soon enough.

They arrived at the hall of the fashion show.

Since the venue for the fashion show was not far from the hotel, they arrived very quickly.

Leng Ruobing rushed into a room, with Xiao Zheng following behind her. Upon entering the room, they saw a crowd of people standing there, surrounding a woman in her twenties looking upset, sitting on a sofa with tears streaming down her face, deeply distressed. Some around her sighed, and others were offering consolation, creating a noisy and unpleasant atmosphere.

"Lan."

Leng Ruobing entered the room and called out.

Instantly, everyone’s attention was drawn, and Lan, sobbing, looked up. Seeing Leng Rubing, she burst into even louder cries and rushed over, hugging Leng Ruobing.

"Sister Ruobing... what do I do? My dress is gone, I can’t participate in the fashion show... What do I do..."

Lan continued to cry and speak.

"Don’t panic, you have Sister Ruobing here, don’t be afraid. First calm down, then tell me everything that happened," Leng Ruobing said while patting Lan’s back, her voice very calming. Listening to her, Lan gradually calmed down.

Finally, Lan began to recount what had happened, while the others around added their comments, making the situation clear.

It turns out.

Before the fashion show began, Lan had already designed the dress she was going to present and placed it in this room to make a few last-minute adjustments.

Her design team had been preparing for a long time for this dress, and with the final moment arriving today, they were naturally very excited. After finishing the last modifications, everyone proposed going out to eat and relax.

Since they were all too tired.

So everyone left, leaving the dress in the room.

When they returned, the dress was gone!

"Hmph, I’m telling you, it must have been a rival who did this. Lan’s design was too good; it would have shone on the fashion show stage. Someone didn’t want to see that happen and stole Lan’s dress," a middle-aged woman said indignantly.

"Yes."

"It must be so."

The others agreed.

Leng Ruobing frowned slightly and said, "Without any evidence, don’t make unfounded accusations. At such a big fashion show, every corner must be under surveillance, right? Have you checked the surveillance videos?"

"We did, but it’s no use. The thief must be a pro, they blocked the surveillance, leaving no trace," another person said with a sigh.

"We’ve asked the fashion show organizers for help in investigating. They promised to do their best to resolve the issue, but there’s still no news," said another person with a worried face.

"The fashion show is about to start, what should I do, Sister Ruobing?" Lan cried out, truly at a loss.

For this fashion show, she really had put in too much effort. To think that at the last moment, it would come to such an end.

No one would be willing to accept this.

In the room, a sense of despair was spreading.

Leng Ruobing also looked troubled, realizing that with the organizers unable to do anything, solving the problem smoothly was a big issue. Being unfamiliar with the place, she felt powerless. Seeing Lan crying in her arms, Leng Ruobing couldn’t help but feel sad for her; she knew how hard the girl had worked, yet all that effort was going to waste.

However.

Just as everyone felt at a loss, a lazy voice rang out.

"What’s the difficulty here? I’ll just design a new set of clothes for Lan, that should solve it,"