Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 568 - 400: The Model Goes to the Appointment

Wang Li stood still holding the flowers, looking bewildered and at a loss.

Zhang Yao noticed she hadn't reacted yet and quickly hurried to her side, lowering her voice to remind her:

"Throw them away quickly if I tell you to throw them. Sister Yang isn't in a good mood today, don't provoke her!"

"She's in a bad mood?"

Only then did Wang Li realize, recalling Shi Yang's gloomy expression earlier, and shuddered involuntarily. She quickly placed the large bouquet in a corner of the room and hurried back to her workstation to start working. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Even though Shi Yang was young, she carried an aura of aloofness that kept others at bay. When her temper flared, no one dared to approach her.

Even Li Jing was met with a cold face the first time he met Shi Yang.

When Shi Yang was in a good mood, everyone could joke around and banter occasionally; but when she was in a bad mood, the entire studio felt like it was on high alert, and no one dared to speak.

So after this incident, the studio instantly fell silent; only the sound of keyboards being tapped and documents being flipped could be heard, with no one daring to make an extra sound.

In the office, sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Shi Yang reclined in her custom executive chair with her eyes closed, the leather surface emitting faint sounds as she fidgeted.

The light gray walls paired with the natural wood flooring reflected a minimalist Nordic decor, accented by uniquely shaped brass ornaments and artistic light fixtures, each detail showcasing extraordinary taste.

The wall was adorned with an array of photographic works, from Ansel Adams' majestic natural wonders to Shi Yang's own award-winning pieces from international competitions, with metallic nameplates beside the photos glinting in the sunlight.

Inside the glass display cabinet behind, layers of gold-embossed certificates and beautifully framed photos with photography giants were carefully arranged—symbols of Shi Yang's achievements over the years.

Rather than just an office, it was more of a personal art space that Shi Yang had meticulously crafted, perfectly blending work with passion.

Shi Yang's slender fingers scrolled on her phone continuously, while her other hand randomly tapped on the keyboard, causing the document on the screen to flicker incessantly.

The conversation with her parents that morning still weighed heavily on her mind.

Her parents had been away on a business trip for over a month, and Shi Yang just wanted to have a nice meal with them.

But as soon as they returned, they discussed company projects and even suggested she gets close to Li Jing with ulterior motives, something she greatly disliked.

In her parents' eyes, her relationship with Li Jing seemed overly superficial and profit-driven, which made her deeply averse to communicating with them further.

In her memories, most of her childhood was filled with her grandfather's wrinkled hands leading her through old alleys, teaching her to capture light and shadow with an old film camera.

Her parents always returned home with an air of exhaustion and unfamiliarity, only to leave again in a hurry.

In comparison, it was her grandfather, who supported her photography dreams, that remained her warmest support.

Immersed in her thoughts, a knocking sound came from outside the office.

Shi Yang knitted her brows and coldly said two words: "Come in."

Zhang Yao gingerly pushed open the door. Upon catching sight of Shi Yang's tightly pressed lips and furrowed brows, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

"Sister Yang."

She swallowed, involuntarily lowering her voice, "The Nanyang Underwater Photography Base just called, saying the venue we reserved is now available. They're asking if we want to go today for the shoot?"

"Not shooting, I'm not in the mood today."

Shi Yang refused without a second thought, her tone still laced with unrest.

Seeing Zhang Yao nodding and ready to leave, Shi Yang suddenly straightened her back as if jolted by electricity. The chair screeched against the floor as she said: "Wait! Where did you just say the call was from?"

Zhang Yao was momentarily stunned and hurriedly repeated: "It was the Nanyang Underwater Photography Base, the professional underwater photography studio you had specially contacted earlier."

"Underwater photography?" A light instantly gleamed in Shi Yang's eyes, as if the clouds had cleared.

She clapped her hands in excitement, her face showing delight: "How could I forget about this."

She quickly picked up her phone, her slender fingers sliding rapidly on the screen: "Call them back immediately and say we'll be there in two hours. Have them adjust the water temperature, lighting, and get all the professional equipment ready!"

Zhang Yao watched in astonishment as Shi Yang's demeanor changed dramatically. Just moments ago she was filled with gloom, but now she was radiating joy and even the shadows in her eyes had been cleared by anticipation.

As she was about to ask if she needed to accompany her, Shi Yang was already striding out, merely tossing back: "You stay here to coordinate the follow-up matters."

Zhang Yao watched Shi Yang's briskly departing figure, unable to resist scratching her head, her expression filled with confusion.

Just moments ago she was like a cloud-covered sky, now she's full of vigor like fireworks.

She muttered softly: "What's Sister Yang rushing off to do? The shoot hasn't even lined up a model, and the venue and equipment aren't fully confirmed, how can she just leave like that? And she won't let me go with her, it's really strange..."

Despite her confusion, she immediately pulled out her phone, diligently contacting the Nanyang Underwater Photography Base to prepare for the follow-up arrangements.

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The afternoon sun at three o'clock cast a slanted glow on the tree-lined path outside the hotel.

Li Jing, dressed in a navy blue cotton casual outfit, stood under the dappled shadows of the trees.

In the distance came the low roar of an engine, and he looked toward the sound, seeing a red Porsche speeding over.

Recognizing the familiar figure inside the car, Li Jing nodded in acknowledgment and walked straight over.

As he bent to sit in the car, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught the driver's seat, and his hand paused slightly on the seatbelt. Shi Yang's attire today was vastly different from her usual appearance.