Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 562 - 327 Can’t end without getting married

Famous Designer J made an appearance, sending the atmosphere at the venue to its peak.

Those who didn’t recognize the president of Jiang Group were stunned by Designer J’s remarkably handsome appearance.

Most who had heard of the president of Jiang Group were shocked that the renowned Designer J was a corporate mogul.

On either side of the runway, words in English that described disbelief were abundant.

The flashbulbs stopped for half a minute before realizing, one after another, they lit up in a rush.

"This..."

The Xia brothers stared at the man on stage with dumbfounded expressions, originally thinking Little Tiangao was already quite miraculous, but now seeing President Jiang...

Was this a great designer held back by his CEO duties, or a great CEO hindered by his artistic talents?

For the eighty-eight little fans sitting obediently in the corner, the shock was even more exaggerated.

President Jiang was even more formidable than depicted in Baidu Encyclopedia; they hadn’t expected that attending a fashion show would also provide a glimpse of President Jiang’s dramatic fall!

The man’s face was calm and modest, such a glorious moment seemed effortless for him.

It appeared he was just making a brief appearance.

At this moment, all they wanted to know was whether Night God and President Jiang were truly a couple?

They really wanted to ship it!!

Borden led the designers in their final bow amid the applause and cheers from below the stage, and the group returned backstage.

As Jiang Xuan’s figure disappeared behind the backstage curtain, his gaze nonchalantly shifted towards Xia Ye for a moment.

That glance maybe had some magic, as Xia Ye dumbly rose to her feet, and as if possessed, she followed towards the backstage through a small door at the foot of the stage...

Unbeknownst to her, the group of fans especially eager to confirm the rumors followed her stealthily, like little spies in guerrilla warfare...

Backstage, Xu He had just finished and was busy dealing with the clothes. Borden, with an exaggerated expression, turned to Jiang Xuan, "Did you see the faces of those people just now? The editor-in-chief of Modern Weekly was totally astounded. He normally looks down on businessmen, thinking they don’t appreciate art, now he knows his favorite Designer J is actually a corporate giant—that look, I really want to capture it."

Jiang Xuan stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze drifting towards the backstage entrance.

Borden, "After tonight, the number of people wanting your designs will be overwhelming, are you prepared..."

Jiang Xuan replied indifferently, "No time." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Borden continued, "But the price these people are willing to offer is definitely..."

Jiang Xuan interrupted without hesitation, "Not lacking money."

Borden choked, this guy was great in many aspects, full of talent, only too rich; if not for that, we could see more of his art.

The figure he was awaiting appeared at the back door, Jiang Xuan’s lips curved up slightly, sparingly reaching out one hand to pat Borden on the shoulder: "Only art that’s out of print holds value."

It took Borden a few seconds to grasp the deeper meaning of his words: "So, my Baoli Fashion Week is going to be Designer J’s final masterpiece?"

Jiang Xuan just laughed without responding, and he walked towards the back door.

Borden looked towards the girl standing in the doorway, her features were strikingly cold and enchanting, her eyes a bit intoxicating.

If Mrs. Xu wasn’t that young girl’s mother, it’s unlikely J would have come out of retirement.

"To have the final masterpiece at my Baoli Fashion Week..." Borden muttered softly, "Although it’s a pity, it really benefits me."

Xia Ye stood resolutely at the entrance, watching the man approach step by step; as he came up to her, without waiting for her to speak, her hand was grasped, pulling her aside—

The scene before her shifted quickly, her body sinking into thick curtains, and by the time her vision refocused, she was led into a small storage room outside the backstage, the man’s elbow propped against the wall behind her, confining her within arm’s reach.

The man’s breath was merely a centimeter away, she had absolutely no escape.

There was no light in the storage room, or perhaps there was, but Jiang Xuan didn’t turn it on.

The darkness created an illusion as if the busyness outside was irrelevant to them.

Backed against the wall, Xia Ye shifted to find a more comfortable standing position, the night vision abilities of a fox were not bad; in the darkness, she clearly distinguished the man’s silhouette and suddenly laughed, "So you’re that very handsome big designer?"

Jiang Xuan chuckled lowly as he pinched her chin, her question was quite ambiguous.

If she had just asked, ’Are you that big designer?’ it would have sounded normal, but she had to add ’very handsome’ in there.

Linking it together like that... suggested a tone of disappointment.

Jiang Xuan wasn’t bothered, after all, this was just his form in the human world.

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