Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 122 - 123: The Photographer’s Pride

The crowd found the situation extremely peculiar, and a bold reporter continued to shout at Ouyang: "Ouyang, what’s your relationship with that young lady?"

Ouyang Yi laughed again, "You guess?"

Su Xingyu gave him a small warning glance.

He finally got serious and explained to the group of reporters: "We’re good friends, don’t write nonsense. Xingyu is a photographer and can’t sit idle. Although she received a guest ticket, she plans to take a few shots of the runway for me, which is why she dressed like this and brought equipment. I told her she doesn’t need to take pictures, but she doesn’t listen. She’s really kind to me." Saying that, he flashed a dazzling smile.

Su Xingyu felt a headache, thinking that if he kept being so unrestrained, Lu Shifeng wouldn’t even need to uncover any plots; he would forcibly sever their connections directly.

She lowered her head and swiftly swiped through her phone, finally pulling up the invitation and handing it to the security guard: "Can I go in now?"

The security guard looked at it: "It’s... a Golden Supreme Invitation! The highest level invitation on the scene, eligible to enter the backstage! Of course, welcome, esteemed guest. Truly sorry for what happened earlier."

The security guard solemnly apologized to her.

The surrounding guests and reporters also changed their gaze at Su Xingyu, realizing that she really did know Ouyang Yi very well!

The specifications of the M.J. Grand Show were very high, with very few golden invitations handed out each time, many bigwigs might not even get one. Even someone like Ouyang Yi reportedly only had one in his possession, yet he gave it to a relatively unknown girl, showing how much he valued her.

"Who would believe that a girl with a golden invitation would chase after Qin Mu relentlessly?" A reporter laughed.

Another reporter said, "Exactly, this Second Young Master of the Qin Family seems to think too highly of himself. He probably can’t even get a golden invitation, right?"

"The Qin Family, this second-tier luxury brand that can only boast domestically, would be lucky to get a silver invitation."

"To me, the female model by his side is shameless, confronting Ouyang Yi’s friend without even considering the discrepancy between her and Ouyang’s levels!"

"Hahaha, the difference between top-tier and one hundred-and-eighth tier!"

Mocking laughter echoed one after another, making Qin Mu and Su Xingqi feel utterly embarrassed and wish they could leave immediately.

Qin Mu didn’t anticipate things turning out this way. He thought Su Xingyu dressed so modestly because Ouyang Yi dumped her, who knew their relationship was very good!

Under the dazzling lights on the red carpet, Su Xingyu looked up at Qin Mu, her crystalline face exuding a cool glow like jade: "Qin Mu, don’t be too self-absorbed. How many times do I need to say that you shouldn’t bother me anymore for you to understand? What’s wrong with wearing this? What else should a photographer wear? Does being a photographer mean I’m inferior?" Her tone gradually grew more agitated, unknowingly raising her volume. "I didn’t expect you’d be so superficial, judging people only by appearance! Are photographers not qualified to enter as guests? When those photographic art masters go down in history, I want to see where you, Qin Mu, stand!"

Her words left the venue in a momentary silence, followed by thunderous applause from all reporters.

"Bravo! Well said!"

"You go, girl!"

"Exactly! We photographers and reporters aren’t inferior!"

The applause was sustained, and the reporters outside the red carpet line were stirred, as Su Xingyu’s words truly struck a chord.

These field reporters, usually photography journalists, not only had hard and exhausting jobs but were also often looked down upon by their subjects. After all, compared to celebrity elites, their status seemed so ordinary and low. They appeared nonchalant on the surface, but who didn’t have grievances in their heart? Take today’s event; everyone is human, so why should these idle rich kids and smiling models get to walk through the main entrance boldly, while the reporters who work through rain and shine have to enter through the side paths?

Now, Su Xingyu stood erect on the red carpet, holding the Golden Supreme Invitation, and her words were impactful.

She didn’t just represent herself but all photographers and reporters, those who work hard at the bottom and earn their living with their own hands!

"Good job, girl! Photographers can walk through the main door too!"

Amidst the wave of applause, Su Xingyu looked at Qin Mu with clear eyes, showing disdain, contempt, and more of a serene release.

She was genuinely relieved; how could such a narrow-minded and short-sighted man be fit to be her fiancé?

What kind of spell was she under back then to overlook all his shortcomings and fall madly in love with him?

Luckily, Su Xingqi arrived in the nick of time.

Luckily, she ultimately married someone other than him.

She turned around and said to Ouyang Yi, "Let’s go."

Ouyang Yi gentlemanly took the equipment bag off her shoulder without minding that they were on the red carpet and he was dressed in a white suit like a prince. He naturally slung the heavy, incongruous equipment bag onto himself and extended his hand for Su Xingyu to hold.

Soon after, like many elegantly dressed couples walking the red carpet, he gracefully accompanied Su Xingyu to the main entrance.

In the crowd of reporters on both sides of the red carpet, flashlights went off madly, not only because of Ouyang Yi’s surprising action but because they genuinely liked Su Xingyu from the bottom of their hearts.

This night, the reporters’ leaning was apparent. They would undoubtedly select the most beautiful shots and publish reports favoring Su Xingyu!

"Ah, they’re inside now." As Su Xingyu and Ouyang Yi left the red carpet, the reporters were left wanting more, "They walked so quickly, showing no intention of lingering any longer."

"Haha, does a supermodel of Ouyang’s caliber need to linger on the red carpet? That’s an act for inconspicuous small models." Someone commented sarcastically, "Look, isn’t Su Xingqi still dawdling there, trying to talk to Su Xingyu at first probably just to extend her stay on the carpet?"

"Tch, her? Without the Qin Family’s Second Young Master supporting her, would she be where she is today?" The journalists sneered.

"That Qin Er isn’t very promising, just another rich second generation relying on his family. His elder brother, who inherits the family business, is the real character." A journalist who recently shifted from the commercial line to the entertainment line knew the Qin Family well and expressed even greater disdain, "Without his family, Qin Er couldn’t even get an invitation."

"Quick, quick, they took out their invitations; let’s see if they’re silver!" The reporters stirred into a frenzy.