the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart
Chapter 253: Passing By, Bringing You Some Warm Clothes

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: Passing By, Bringing You Some Warm Clothes

Snow flies in the north, while the south basks in sunshine.

The South Seas’ top debutante contest stirred excitement. With Leah keeping a low profile and Bessie Leclair far away in Switzerland, Melody Cloud stole the spotlight, claiming the crown and becoming the epitome of beauty and talent among debutantes.

When the topic of the top debutante was making waves, Delphine Studio released stills from the production. The backdrop of the stills was a cloistered pavilion in the spring. A group of young, beautiful girls admired the fish by the lakeside. In the distance, a mural carved with blooming flowers and playful koi stood. Among the vibrant youths was a girl in a smoke-blue top and an autumn-yellow skirt. Her lotus-like features, skyward bun, autumn-like eyes exuded a leisurely demeanor, as if strolling among floating clouds in the heavens while lazily feeding the koi.

The moment the stills were released, fans went wild.

"Mom, I’ve fallen in love again."

"I want to marry this young lady."

"The stills are dripping with a strong aroma of love—this drama is bound to pamper us to the max!"

After months of silence, as soon as the latest rising star Delphine showed signs of activity, she instantly rocketed to the trending lists. The loyalty and rationality of her fans were nothing short of astonishing.

A magazine once ranked recently popular actresses, placing Delphine at the very top. Their analysis concluded that her appeal lay in being low-profile, stunningly beautiful, and speaking through her work. With no scandals in sight, she occasionally disappeared from the public eye. Her fans didn’t have to worry about the collapse of her image. Everyone followed her with a care-free attitude—her looks and talent ensnared young beauty enthusiasts and casual viewers alike.

She truly rode the wave of this laid-back fandom culture; not becoming famous would’ve been inconceivable.

Yet, in a sea of millions, she’d always stand alone.

Delphine was immersed in filming, oblivious to the feverish news surrounding the South Seas and trending topics on social media. This new drama, "A Snowy Pear Blossom Pressing Against Crabapple," was a sweet and delightful story. It didn’t have the dark struggles of "Twin Flowers" nor the solemn historical weight of "Memories of Clear River."

This flamboyant character allowed Delphine to fulfill long-held dreams.

No humble beginnings, no three years fostered in the Leclair Mansion, no scandals, and no years of wandering leaving her isolated and overly cautious. She could love whoever she chose, rewrite her family’s destiny. After just half a month of filming, Delphine’s demeanor had become noticeably more cheerful and carefree.

Kyla Zamora noticed this change, her eyes brimming with joyful tears. Her efforts in burying sordid rumors from the South Seas and ordering Jason to remain silent had not been in vain.

After filming in the movie city for half a month, temperatures suddenly plummeted, plunging the city abruptly into deep winter.

One day, the crew wrapped up filming early. As Delphine finished changing and stepped out, a staff member quietly nudged her and asked, "Delphine, is someone here to see you? I noticed him staring at you for quite a while."

Looking up, across the cloistered pavilion amidst bustling workers carrying equipment, Jocelyn Yeager stood within the lakeside pavilion. Who knows how long he’d been standing in the biting wind, wearing only a lake-blue coat? His handsome, gentle face was slightly pale from the cold. When their eyes met, he smiled from afar, his gaze full of joy.

Seeing the crew was wrapping up, Delphine walked over with a smile and asked, "What brings you here?"

"I’m here for a business trip. Heard you were filming nearby, so I came to check on you and bring you some warm clothing." Jocelyn Yeager’s delight and tenderness overflowed as he spoke, his tone warmer than usual.

Delphine watched as he unpacked the items—fluffy scarves, gloves, earmuffs, and a hat—all made from snowy fox fur, exquisitely beautiful.

"I don’t like animal fur. A few years ago in the Czech Republic, I even joined an anti-cruelty protest," Delphine murmured, her eyes flickering slightly.