He Jinxia’s phone didn’t have international data enabled, so she couldn’t check ssages from Huaxia. She leaned over to Cheng Xiaohua to look at her phone together.
What first caught their eyes on the phone screen was the retouched photo of Sheng Yan on the runway, instantly capturing attention in the dimly lit show.
His hair was gentlemanly parted to a 3-7 ratio, his face was as handso as jade, wearing a bespoke velvet black suit that sparkled with jewels as if they were about to blind soone with their brilliance.
Scrolling down, an animated GIF of Sheng Yan on the runway popped up—
He was wearing bespoke suits, a black top hat on his head, and in his hand, he held a black gentleman’s cane, marching out of the show with decisive and swift strides. Each step he took seed to carry the montum of a mighty army, giving onlookers a sense of alertness and tension.
It was as if the mont this man walked by, the cane in his hand would greet soone’s face!
Of course, Sheng Yan would absolutely not do such a thing, but his aura gave off that impression.
Cheng Xiaohua’s incessant praise rang in her ear, and He Jinxia’s eyes curved in a gentle smile as she listened, as if the complints were about her.
"Oh my god! So cool, amazing, like an emperor, ah, ah, ah, that cape looks really nice, how can he wear it as if he’s an emperor on a tour?"
Cheng Xiaohua’s voice was loud and called He Jinxia back from her reverie.
Lowering her gaze, she saw that on the screen, Sheng Yan had changed into another outfit, walking the finale of the n’s section of the show. This ti, though still a suit, the color had changed from black to gray.
The gray suit was not the highlight; it was the bright red cape draped over it that beca the sole spotlight of the event, drawing eyes to him irresistibly.
Very few n could carry such a flamboyant yet beautiful red, but Sheng Yan was an exception.
He didn’t make the red color look vulgar but instead wore it with an air of dominance, exuding an aura of regal return to glory as if crowned with sovereign power!
He Jinxia had no doubt that if Sheng Yan had a scepter in his hand, soone in the audience would scream "My Emperor!"
A superstar indeed has such confidence and strength.
Just by watching the animated GIF, even through the screen, she could feel the overpowering presence that belonged only to Sheng Yan; she wondered what it would be like to witness it live.
He Jinxia thought regretfully that PDZ was a top global luxury brand, with many celebrities and stars eager to attend its shows; there wasn’t a single invitation available on the market. To vie for one depended entirely on a star’s clout and strong personal connections.
If Sheng Yan wasn’t walking in such a major show as PDZ’s, He Jinxia was determined to get an invite to see her boyfriend on the runway herself.
With this thought, Jinxia couldn’t help but let out a snicker.
People are never satisfied. Once she was really able to watch Sheng Yan’s show, she might worry that he’s past his pri, that even she, a minor second-tier celebrity, could sneak in.
"Buzz buzz—"
The phone in her bag suddenly vibrated a few tis, alerting He Jinxia. She quickly took out her phone and saw a ssage from Sheng Yan—
[Did you see my runway show?]
He Jinxia put on her earphones and whispered back, "I just saw it, it was amazing. How can you walk with so much dominance? I don’t even see you as a model; you’re more like a king!"
In response to her lover, whom she had been neglecting these days, He Jinxia was not stingy with her praise, lavishing him with complints that made even Sheng Yan feel as if he were the only king in the world.
Sheng Yan’s lips curved into a slight smile, dressed in a thin t-shirt and simple shorts. He had just finished the show and was still in the venue, his makeup not yet removed, having left the changing room to ssage Jinxia.
He looked up and scanned the chaotic fashion show, contemplating the difficulty of making an exit right now, and quickly abandoned the idea of leaving.
But he didn’t want to be dragged out by PDZ’s enthusiastic design director to a boring dinner, so he found a storage room for temporary clothes storage at the fashion show and hid inside.
The storage room was tiny, and with only him inside, Sheng Yan made a voice call.
He Jinxia didn’t think too much and imdiately picked up.
The mont she answered the call, Sheng Yan’s voice, teeming with a hint of laughter, ca through, "Why so sweet-tongued today?"
He Jinxia feigned ignorance, speaking softly and sweetly, "Really? I haven’t noticed. The man I fancy is naturally one of a kind in the whole world, unmatched by anyone."
The corners of Sheng Yan’s mouth involuntarily curved, but his voice remained indifferent, as always, "I don’t know who it was that yesterday, the day before, the day before that, and even three days back, didn’t even talk to for more than five minutes."
He Jinxia’s eyes widened, and she silently cursed Sheng Yan for being petty. After coughing once, she honestly reminded her boyfriend of a fact, "I’ve only been traveling for four days."
Which ant there was no such thing as three days back!
Sheng Yan casually remarked, "A single day apart feels like three autumns."
He Jinxia was thoroughly convinced, okay, it had escalated to years now.
Her eyes twinkling, He Jinxia also spoke lancholically, "You’re walking for PDZ and must be surrounded by lots of supermodels, right? Mr. Sheng, you’re quite the ladies’ man, what with all the beauties around you!"
This ti it was Sheng Yan’s turn to fall silent.
He Jinxia’s eyes curved into a smile, looking forward to Sheng Yan’s response.
However, Mr. Sheng quickly and nonchalantly changed the subject, asking, "When are you returning to Nernas?"
He Jinxia, very much in tune with Mr. Sheng, said, "I’ll play for another two or three days, maybe. The scenery in Country M is so beautiful that I’m completely enchanted by it."
She would be staying in Country M for nearly another week and could go anywhere she pleased, but once back in Nernas, Luo You’s work enthusiasm would surge, and he might even set up so magazine shoots or interviews for her.
In truth, these past few days she had overheard Luo You making phone calls in the language of Country M, seemingly discussing so program or interviews, so it seed he didn’t plan on letting her rest the entire ti.
If she were in Huaxia, it would be fine as she was not opposed to such engagents, but being in a foreign land and not speaking the language, she naturally preferred to minimize such obligations, as they were too troubleso.
So, she was intent on stalling for as long as possible.
Sheng Yan, though, didn’t have as many concerns as He Jinxia. Hearing she wanted to continue playing for a few more days, he couldn’t help but look a bit displeased.
His gaze darkened as he struggled between letting his beloved enjoy a few more days of happiness and urging her to return soon to alleviate the agony of longing. After pondering for a while, he resolutely chose the latter.
Both of them were celebrities, and in Huaxia they couldn’t do anything, but in Country M, with a disguised appearance, at least they could go out and stroll around the streets.
Sheng Yan didn’t want to be so clingy, but based on the romance books Mrs. Sheng recomnded, many of them stated a lot of couples break up simply because they grew cold to each other, and feelings faded away with distance.
Although Sheng Yan didn’t believe he and Jinxia would end up like those ordinary couples, he still knew it was best to be proactive.
Thus, Mr. Sheng decisively stated, "I miss you."
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