The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter
Chapter 539: The Fashion Debut (3)_1

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: The Fashion Debut (3)_1

"Okay, if he wants us to start working, let’s get to work. Remember, let our people move quickly. We need to close our net before the Young Miss leaves BL," Xia Yujie tapped on the table and spoke slowly.

"Young Miss?" Just as Xia Yujie’s voice fell, before Liu Yuxiang could speak, Oster was the first to ask.

Both Xia Yujie and Liu Yuxiang looked up at Oster. Seeing that Xia Yujie and Liu Yuxiang were looking at him, he continued, "Who is the Young Miss Ah Jie mentioned?"

"The Dragon Society’s Young Miss." The affairs of the Dragon Society’s Young Miss weren’t a secret. If Oster wanted to find out, a simple investigation would suffice, so Xia Yujie didn’t hide anything and replied directly.

"I’ve heard of her; they say the Dragon Society’s Young Miss is very impressive. But why, after knowing you guys for so long, have I never seen the Dragon Society’s Young Miss?" Oster suddenly became interested when the Dragon Society’s Young Miss was mentioned.

"Cut it out, do you think you can just meet our Dragon Society’s Young Miss whenever you like? Let me tell you, not to mention you, even among our Dragon Society’s subordinates, those who have seen the Young Miss are few and far between," Liu Yuxiang said with a look as if to say ’who do you think you are’ while addressing Oster.

"What status do I have, and how can it be compared with those underlings of your Dragon Society? Hey, I say Ah Jie, when will you introduce me to the Dragon Society’s Young Miss?" Oster looked at Xia Yujie eagerly.

"I can’t promise you that; I can only mention it to the Young Miss. Whether she wants to meet you or not, that’s not for me to decide," Xia Yujie said. As soon as he finished, Oster retorted, "No way, the Dragon Society’s Young Miss is so high and mighty?"

At Oster’s comment, Liu Yuxiang and Xia Yujie became upset. They both glared at Oster fiercely. Liu Yuxiang, huffing with annoyance, told Oster, "It’s not that my master is being arrogant, but rather, you don’t carry enough weight to meet her."

"Eh, come on, Ah Xiang, I’m the boss of the Mafia, I should be on par with the Dragon Society’s Young Miss, right?" Oster was slightly indignant; his status was not low at all.

"What almost the same? There’s a world of difference," Liu Yuxiang said, with a look suggesting that someone like Oster had no chance of comparing to his master. Seeing this only made Oster feel even more annoyed. He was about to say something to Liu Yuxiang when Xia Yujie interrupted him.

Xia Yujie didn’t want to dwell on the topic of the Dragon Society’s Young Miss, so he deliberately changed the subject.

The day of Situ Xin’s fashion show had finally arrived.

From the moment they opened their eyes in the morning, no, it should be said, starting from the previous evening, Lu Juan, Yu Shiyin, and the employees of "Xin" Fashion Company had been on edge. Although everything was ready, they couldn’t help worrying if there was anything unprepared for the fashion show and what to do if an accident happened during the show. What worried them more was whether anyone would come to watch Situ Xin’s Fashion Week show the next day.

You should know that Situ Xin was a complete newcomer in BL, not just in BL but in the whole fashion industry. Situ Xin had no influence at all, so they were afraid that the next day’s fashion show would be extraordinarily empty, with only a sparse few people attending. They dreaded how embarrassing the scene would be at that time.

Not only were Lu Juan and her team worried, but Xiao Muli was also full of anxiety. He had already planned that if there were too few people attending Situ Xin’s fashion show, he would rally his contacts to support the event and ensure that Situ Xin would not be embarrassed.

However, Situ Xin, the designer of the fashion show, was not worried at all. Two nights ago, she had carefully reviewed all the preparations needed for a normal fashion show to make sure nothing was missed, then she went to bed early. She was well aware that she had a tough battle to fight the next day.

"Auntie, your dark circles are so severe, they’re almost national treasures," Situ Xin said while sipping milk she had smuggled out of her space, looking at Lu Juan who obviously hadn’t rested well.

"Are they really that severe?" Lu Juan had been busy with her thoughts since getting up and hadn’t had the time to look in the mirror, so she hadn’t noticed her dark circles.

"Go have a look for yourself. Auntie, I suggest you cover them up a bit," Situ Xin gestured to Lu Juan, then lowered her head to continue with her breakfast.

Seeing Situ Xin’s carefree attitude, Lu Juan held back, but eventually couldn’t resist asking, "Baby, are you nervous?"

"Not nervous," Situ Xin replied in between bites. "There’s nothing to be nervous about,"

"You." Lu Juan looked at Situ Xin’s nonchalant demeanor compared to her own anxious one, marked by dark circles, and felt as if the emperor was calm but the eunuch was overly worried. "Never mind, I’ll go up for a moment; wait for me, I’ll go with you to the show venue."

Backstage at the show venue, the models were all in their places. Allen and Daniel were methodically dressing each model, while Situ Xin was doing a final adjustment for the models who were already dressed for the show.

Lu Juan and Yu Shiyin were busy running around non-stop.

"Shiyin, how’s the front? Have all our invited guests arrived? Have the journalists we invited arrived?" Lu Juan grabbed Yu Shiyin, who had just come from the front desk, and asked anxiously. Lu Juan had sent out invitations to some well-known figures in the fashion world. But she had no clue if these invited guests would actually come.

Furthermore, Lu Juan inadvertently learned from the staff of "Xin’s" branch who had come to help that a rather famous designer had scheduled a fashion show around the same time as Situ Xin’s today. This news made Lu Juan’s already anxious heart soar to her throat.

"Sister Juan, there’s still some time before the show starts, so those who’ve received an invitation shouldn’t arrive so early," Yu Shiyin tried to ease the pressure on Lu Juan, speaking cautiously. What she said was not only to comfort Lu Juan but also to comfort herself.

She had specifically gone to the front desk earlier to look at the audience seats. Seeing how desolate it was, her heart sank to the bottom instantly.