The brand rchants below saw her, and admiration simultaneously showed in their eyes.
Mo Shu had just begun to make a na for herself, and her future was promising.
Many brand rchants knew of her, but it was their first ti seeing her at such a large event.
Mo Shu’s stage presence was not only sharp and dominant but also very steady.
She walked to the front, her expression as stable as Mount Tai, and with a beautiful turn, she perfectly showcased the product and all her advantages and charm.
Finally, the brand rchants below showed satisfied smiles, and one fashion figure looked at Mo Shu with a face full of astonishnt and asked, "Is this Mo Shu?"
"Yes, Mo Shu."
A rising star who had just erged, her na was destined to resonate in the international fashion circles.
After the event ended, Mo Shu sat in the lounge, her mind buzzing as if it were filled with racing voices, and she covered her head with discomfort, moaning softly in pain.
Mo Shu didn’t know how long she had been holding her head until Xia Pianpian called her, and then Mo Shu suddenly snapped back to reality.
Regaining consciousness, Mo Shu found herself soaked in sweat.
After picking up the phone, Mo Shu reported her safety to Xia Pianpian, then she collected herself and prepared to leave.
However, before she could leave the lounge, soone ca to find her.
It was soone from an agency.
Mo Shu had always been eye-catching, but she had never considered signing with an agency; she did not plan on staying in the modeling industry.
She was from Geological University and intended to focus on the design and jewelry sectors in the future; modeling was just a way to earn money.
Mo Shu was always clear about what she wanted and declined their offer politely before heading ho.
However, as soon as she walked out of the venue, she received a call from a brand rchant, saying that a big na in the industry wanted to et her and hoped to have dinner or sothing similar.
Mo Shu’s head throbbed with pain, her face deathly pale, "I’m not going, I’m not feeling well right now."
The brand rchant on the other end was discontent, thinking she was just making an excuse to decline, "Mo Shu, this is a great opportunity for you. If you seize it, you’ll definitely be successful. I see you now, look to your left."
Mo Shu looked over and indeed saw him.
The brand rchant’s manager hung up the phone and walked over, noticing Mo Shu’s sweaty forehead and pale face.
The manager was taken aback and said, "What’s wrong with you?"
Mo Shu gave a pale smile and said, "I’m not feeling... well..."
The manager quickly supported her, and Mo Shu thanked him, but the voices in her mind were still chaotic: ’Mo Shu, co back.’
’If you don’t want anymore, I can...’
’As long as you wake up, the engagent can be annulled.’
The engagent could be annulled.
Mo Shu felt as if her heart was being pulled, tearing her apart with pain.
Inexplicably, tears were already swirling in her eyes.
It felt as though sothing was being drained from her inside, leaving a hollow space that desperately needed to be filled.
She felt like she had lost sothing very important.
The brand rchant’s manager was almost scared to death and quickly shouted, "Mo Shu, Mo Shu? Are you alright?"
Mo Shu seed to hear it, and yet she seed not to, her eyes were vacant as she looked forward, taking steps forward.
The manager thought of an idiom: walking corpse.
Mo Shu took a few steps, then fell straight down.
Sothing was wreaking havoc in Mo Shu’s mind, and she had a dream.
In her dream, she had beco that wealthy princess again, possessing a handso but annoying fiancé.
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