The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter
Chapter 518: Holding a Grudge (3)_1

Chapter 518: Chapter 518: Holding a Grudge (3)_1

And when Aili and Daniel heard that Situ Xin was to take the stage herself, their eyes lit up. "Xin, don’t worry, when the time comes, I’ll definitely give you a perfect makeup look that will dazzle everyone," Aili said confidently.

"I will also design a new hairstyle for you personally," Allen agreed enthusiastically.

However, Xiao Muli was not in favor of Situ Xin’s proposal to go on stage herself. He admitted that he was rather stingy; he did not want Situ Xin’s beauty to be witnessed by others, he wanted to keep it for himself. Xiao Muli didn’t voice his disagreement, but he was determined that if the models appearing later were unsuitable, he would find more models for Situ Xin to choose from properly.

He refused to believe that with the resources of the Xiao Family Head, he wouldn’t be able to find a decent model.

"Come on, I was just joking, and you all took me seriously," Situ Xin didn’t expect that her casual remark would evoke such an enthusiastic response from everyone.

Lu Juan was not pleased with Situ Xin’s joke. "Baby, let me tell you, this is no joking matter. If the model we find doesn’t meet the requirements, you’ll have to go up there yourself. With your looks, wearing the dress you designed, taking a turn on the runway, the effect would definitely be extraordinary," Lu Juan stroked her chin, sizing up Situ Xin and feeling more and more that the idea of Situ Xin going up herself was very good, exceptionally good.

However, before Lu Juan could revel in the idea, Xiao Muli immediately spoke up without giving her any face: "Aunt Lu, you don’t have to scheme for Xiao Xin. If Grandpa Situ and Grandpa Loo back home find out, they will definitely erupt in fury, and we won’t be able to endure their anger. If the models later are not up to par, I’ll help you find a few more to select from properly, until you are satisfied," What Xiao Muli left unsaid was that as long as she didn’t set her heart on Situ Xin, he would be willing to exert a bit more effort.

Upon hearing the first part of Xiao Muli’s statement, Lu Juan, thinking about Old Master Situ and her own father-in-law, who were protective of Situ Xin like they would their own eyeballs, couldn’t help but shudder, and her idea of sending Situ Xin on stage popped like a bubble.

However, when she heard Xiao Muli saying he was willing to help, Lu Juan finally breathed a sigh of relief. "You said it," she said.

"Yes, I said it," Xiao Muli replied somewhat helplessly, watching a suddenly much younger-looking Lu Juan.

As it turned out, Lu Juan’s worries were completely unnecessary. When the rookie model and her recommended friend walked in, Lu Juan and Yu Shiyin took a look and felt that the model’s figure and appearance fit the requirements for their fashion show just right.

Still, Lu Juan and Yu Shiyin didn’t immediately finalize their decision to keep her friend, but instead made a point of bringing the model over for a series of interviews.

When the rookie model and her friend entered, Situ Xin didn’t move and remained by the clothes rack, working. She just looked up briefly before continuing with the task at hand.

"You, come and try this one on," Situ Xin directed the rookie model, who was standing there nervously watching Lu Juan and Yu Shiyin whispering to each other.

"Ah, me?" The rookie model belatedly realized that Situ Xin was gesturing to her. She pointed to herself in disbelief and asked Situ Xin for confirmation.

"Yes, you. Come here, and what’s your name?" Situ Xin, finding it inconvenient to keep calling ’you, you’, and having a good impression of this rookie model, casually asked.

However, Situ Xin’s casual greeting excited the rookie model. She hadn’t expected the designer to specifically ask for her name, knowing that in the fashion industry, designers usually only know the names of very famous models and don’t take the time to ask for a model’s name.

"I, I’m Zhen Ni." Zhen Ni spoke with a voice trembling with both nervousness and excitement.

"Oh, Zhen Ni, come here, take this dress and try it on," Situ Xin had barely finished speaking when everyone in the room, except Xiao Muli, wore an expression of utter surprise.

"Baby, that dress is the finale piece, this..." Lu Juan couldn’t hold back her concern about the ongoing interviews and spoke up directly.

"Aunt, I know. I have my reasons for doing this," Situ Xin replied, knowing Lu Juan was concerned that the model named Zhen Ni, with her little experience, might not be able to handle the responsibility of the grand finale. However, Situ Xin did not share that concern.

She did not believe that only famous and seasoned models were necessary for the grand finale. She felt that anyone who could embody the temperament of her design and perfectly showcase her creation was more than enough.

And this model, Zhen Ni, was just right; she matched the temperament of the dress Situ Xin had designed. This grand finale dress was primarily pure white, a floor-length gown with large, pink roses embroidered on it, creating a sense of purity.

It was this feeling that the dress conveyed that led Situ Xin to choose Zhen Ni because Zhen Ni also radiated the same pure aura that none of the other models present did. And that aura of purity, which could no longer be found on models who had been in the industry for a long time, surrounded by fierce competition, requiring sufficient cunning to survive.

"As long as you’re sure," Lu Juan, seeing the determination in Situ Xin’s eyes and considering Situ Xin’s usual work style, swallowed the words she was about to say. She knew that Situ Xin had her own reasons for her actions, and that even if she said more now, it was unlikely that Situ Xin would change her approach. Moreover, since the dress was personally designed and made by Situ Xin, she certainly wouldn’t use it as a joke.