Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 222: Entrance Ceremony (2)

"Wow! Link is so handso, and Taylor is so beautiful. They’re both the most popular male and female singers in the music scene. It’s hard to imagine them as a couple, but they are certainly the most matching pair in the world,"

Exclaid host Quincy Jones as he watched the two walking down the red carpet.

Dressed in a sharp, tailored dark suit, Link looked dashing and tall, while Taylor wore a gorgeous evening gown, tall and stunning.

Hand in hand, they walked on the red carpet. In terms of looks, fa, and talent, there was no couple in the entertainnt industry at that ti stronger than them, and what made it even harder to believe was that they both averaged 20 years old.

"Good evening, Link. Good evening, Taylor!"

Quincy Jones moved forward with the microphone to greet them.

"Hi, Quincy!"

Link and Taylor arrived at the interview area in the middle of the red carpet, ready for an interview with MTV.

The surrounding photographers continuously pressed their shutters, capturing the pair from every angle as flashes lit up the scene. Explore hidden tales at

Outside the barriers around them, many fans were still shouting Link and Taylor’s nas.

From the volu of the shouts, it was clear that the fans of the two were equally nurous.

"Link Taylor, before the award ceremony, I heard you two were going to make an appearance together, and I thought, ’Wow, Link and Taylor coming together will definitely be the most dazzling couple tonight,’ and I still stand by that,"

Said Quincy Jones.

"Thank you! Quincy, I hear that every ti you host a show, you prepare a lot of exquisite words to praise your guests, so tonight Link and I got ’most dazzling,’ didn’t we?"

Taylor said with a smile.

Quincy laughed, "Yes, and ’most popular,’ ’most well-matched.’ I think it’s not an exaggeration to use all the superlatives to praise you. You are a dream couple."

"Dream couple? I like that description, Quincy, thank you!"

Taylor said, laughing.

Quincy smiled and then asked about their outfits.

Pointing to the one-shoulder dress she wore, Taylor said it was the outfit of Juliet, the protagonist from "Love Story," and then grabbed Link’s hand and said to the cara, "This is ’You Belong With ,’ you belong only to ."

"Wow! That’s so sweet."

Host Quincy and the surrounding fans all cheered loudly.

The cara at the site also focused on Link and Taylor’s intertwined hands.

"They look so in love, I’m so envious of Taylor!"

Lana Del Rey said while watching the live broadcast on MTV from her high-rise apartnt in the TP Tower.

Beside her, Ivanka, wearing a silk nightgown, sat sideways on the sofa, her golden-brown hair loosely draped, holding a glass of red wine. She looked at Link and Taylor on the TV and humd softly through her nose.

Lana turned to her and asked, "Eva, do you like Link?"

"I’m just his business partner,"

Ivanka said emotionlessly.

"But you must like him, too. Link is excellent both inside and out, any girl would find it hard to control her feelings and not fall for him, I bet you’re the sa,"

Lana said with a smile.

Resting her forehead on her hand and swinging her slender leg, Ivanka retorted, "So you like Link, too?"

Lana shrugged, "Of course, Link is so outstanding and charming. Having interacted with him a few tis, it’s even harder to resist his charm."

"You might have a chance if you pursue him," Ivanka suggested with a smile.

With a glance at the TV, Lana shook her head, "Taylor is also very outstanding, I can’t compete with her, but I know soone who definitely could."

"Oh, who?"

Ivanka fluttered her long lashes.

Lana smiled faintly and pointed her index finger towards her.

"I know you like Link very much, so much so that you haven’t had a boyfriend in such a long ti, don’t have even a hint of a scandal, and have even shut down other companies to spend more ti and effort on Link Music. It’s all because of Link, isn’t it?"

Sipping the edge of her wine glass, Ivanka gave a noncommittal hum.

"I also know if you made a move, you could definitely take Link away. I just don’t understand why you haven’t acted yet. Are you waiting for the right mont?"

Lana said, looking at her with a smile.

"You’re wrong; I care more about my career than n,"

Ivanka said as she got up from the sofa, causing the silk nightgown to slide down along her pale thighs, clinging tightly to her full curves.

"When a woman has her own career, she can control her own life, including her love life."

As Ivanka spoke, she walked over to the bar.

Watching the subtly revealed peach-shaped curves beneath her nightgown, ripe and round like a juicy peach, Lana couldn’t help but drool despite being a woman; she doubted Link would remain unmoved by such a sight.

And considering how handso and talented Link was, with his strong physique, Lana also doubted Ivanka would be indifferent to him.

She didn’t know Ivanka’s plans, but she felt that things couldn’t go on like this.

Ivanka turned and walked into the bar. Lana turned back to the TV and suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Eva, guess what Link is wearing to walk the red carpet?"

"A boxing glove as big as a sandbag,"

Ivanka’s voice floated over from the bar.

"You know? Well, since you’re partners, he certainly wouldn’t hide it from you,"

Lana said with a shrug as she watched Link show the audience his super invincible boxing glove on TV. It was a red boxing glove two to three tis larger than an ordinary one, worn on his left hand, with a cartoon smiley face on it.