"What Wol?"
"You don’t know? He burst onto the scene just last year, his very first show being Hilton’s new spring collection. He made a sensational debut and quickly beca the hottest male model in the industry. He graced the covers of top-tier fashion magazines and was even described as Master Hilton’s muse. That androgynous face, coupled with an impeccable runway charisma, turned him into a top model in just six months! But then, shockingly, he disappeared half a year later. There were even rumors about him leaving the modeling world altogether, which left many people lanting."
Soone else suddenly exclaid, "The person next to him—isn’t that... Mr. Hilton?"
The room fell silent in astonishnt—it really was Hilton!
Those signature black glasses, the white cropped hair, the sharp features of his icy face, and the dragon-headed cane in his hand—wasn’t he exactly the fashion godfather Hilton they all idolized?
And this Miss Qin actually managed to invite Hilton? Not only that, she even brought out Wol, who had been missing for half a year?
If this isn’t what they call a powerful background, then what is?
All they felt was the stinging heat on their faces.
Qin Miaomiao listened to their chatter while secretly grumbling to herself.
Holy crap! The boss is actually so kind of supermodel?
But isn’t he supposed to co from a Bodyguard Family?
And what’s up with this Hilton? When did he bring him over?
Qin Miaomiao couldn’t hold back and whispered to him, "Are you really a model?"
The boss coughed awkwardly, "Just trying to make a living, you know—everyone’s gotta have a side hustle. Please don’t expose ."
But seriously, your "side hustle" is a bit too much, isn’t it? The hottest male model? They say every step you take has to be asured in cash, and your appearance fees are astronomical!
Suddenly, she realized the aning behind what Lu Qing had said earlier. Sure enough, with him around, you can really dominate everywhere.
Her bodyguard squad really lived up to their extraordinary physiques and unique skills!
No, scratch that—they’re all devastatingly gorgeous!
Damn, with the boss taking it to this level, he’s totally stealing the show. When it cos to looks, with him around, who would dare call themselves beautiful?
Even won can’t compare—a man outshining all the ladies, they’re probably dying of sha!
Mo Wenwan was the first to recover. She quickly stepped forward, forcing a gentle smile onto her face:
"I didn’t expect it to really be Mr. Hilton. Hello, I’m Mo Wenwan. I spoke with your assistant on the phone last ti—would you be interested in attending our D&M new product launch here in the country?"
Hilton didn’t even bother to take off his glasses and coldly replied, "Not interested."
Mo Wenwan’s expression stiffened—she clearly hadn’t expected such direct rejection. But considering he was the godfather of the fashion world, she didn’t dare offend him.
Even Lv Pingting, upon seeing Hilton, lowered her usual arrogance and showed imnse respect, saying with a smile:
"Mr. Hilton, I truly adore all your creations. I hope soday I’ll have the chance to walk in one of your shows."
Hilton gave her a quick glance. As one of the top dostic models, Lv Pingting was brimming with confidence.
"You’re still not qualified. Try working in the industry for a few more years."
Lv Pingting’s face instantly darkened—she had never been treated so coldly before!
"Although, you do have so potential," Hilton remarked as he turned his gaze to Qin Miaomiao, his tone tinged with admiration.
Qin Miaomiao froze for a mont. Wait—what? Was he talking about her?
A model? Her? Sure, she might have the height and long legs required, but she didn’t even know how to walk a runway! This had to be the boss intentionally putting on an act to support her.
She sneakily threw the boss a look—nice job!
What a next-level slap in the face maneuver—an expertly crafted performance to make Master Hilton speak nonsense with a straight face. Look at those won, all bursting with envy, jealousy, and rage, as though they could eat her alive.
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