Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 292 - 305: Cang Er Challenges the Venue

Standing out among everyone?

Isn’t that just saying Su Xingyu’s photos aren’t as good as hers?

A stir erupted below the stage: "It seems Miss Zhuang is indeed more impressive."

"It’s a pity. Su Xingyu’s photos are actually inferior to hers? Su Xingyu once saved an airplane in distress, I thought she was a master."

"Even a master needs to consider who they’re being compared with. Miss Zhuang has been with the Blade Group longer, with deeper seniority, the older the ginger, the spicier it is."

"I still prefer Su Xingyu. That black cat photo she took of Yue Tanhua’s runway last time was really good."

The discussions were endless, and even as Zhuang Heng began to explain her shooting techniques, the crowd did not fully quiet down.

Zhuang Heng had to slightly raise her volume to suppress the noise, feeling a bit irritated in her heart—were these stupid people here to listen to her explain techniques or to gossip?

Over there, Su Xingyu slightly lowered her eyelids, remaining impassive.

Let Zhuang Heng say she stands out if she wants, the more she brags, the bigger the bubble when it bursts.

Her slender, pale fingers were flipping through Zhuang Heng’s PPT, the little devil in her heart wagging its tail again. Ever since Lu Shifeng gave her a month’s deadline, it seemed she had been getting worse.

At this thought, she gently raised her eyes, glancing in a certain direction below the stage.

It was just the Q&A session with the audience, Zhuang Heng smiled while holding the microphone and asked: "Is my explanation clear enough? If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask."

Immediately, someone raised their hand below the stage.

That was the VIP section.

The host glanced over, his face breaking into a warm smile as he handed over a microphone, not forgetting to introduce: "Is your nameplate Cang Er, the editor-in-chief of the Asia-Pacific region for Cloud Group? I didn’t expect you to grace our lecture with your presence. What an honor!"

Although Blade Group is a large corporation, events of this caliber couldn’t usually invite Cang Er; it would usually be some editor below her attending.

So the host was genuinely honored and surprised; Cang Er was doing their PR department a favor.

Everyone in the audience focused their attention on Cang Er, this capable woman with her sleek silver short hair and off-shoulder top, always a shining point in a crowd. Many audiences and young journalists were excited—this was the editor-in-chief of Cloud Group! She’s someone they rarely encounter; meeting her was truly a rare occasion.

In the spotlight, Cang Er elegantly took the microphone: "Thank you, host. Congratulations to Blade Group on releasing a new product. Miss Zhuang, I have seen your set of photos. They are indeed quite good, with a lot of technique."

Zhuang Heng smiled at her, feeling somewhat flattered. While the editor-in-chief of Cloud Group might not be the daughter of an affluent family, she is a leading figure in the fashion world, outshining many wealthy socialites in numerous settings. Receiving her praise was a significant affirmation of a woman’s fashion and aesthetic taste.

She modestly said a few words.

Then Cang Er said, "However, there is one thing I don’t quite understand. I’d like to seek your advice."

Seek advice? For Cang Er, the fashion world’s queen bee, to use such words to Zhuang Heng in public?

"Looks like Miss Zhuang is indeed amazing."

"Of course, even Cang Er wants to seek her advice."

The voices rose again from below the stage, this time Zhuang Heng was quite pleased.

With a deeper smile, she gently asked, "I wouldn’t dare call it advice. If Miss Cang Er has any questions, I would be very pleased to clarify." Saying this, she turned to instruct Su Xingyu, "Xingyu, there’s nothing for you here anymore, you can go down now." Her tone was that of ordering a servant.

Su Xingyu raised an eyebrow slightly, not moving.

Zhuang Heng’s expression was immediately a bit awkward, but she knew well this wasn’t the time to clash with Su Xingyu, so she chuckled self-deprecatingly, resolving the situation herself: "I apologize, Miss Cang Er, for embarrassing you. This colleague of mine just joined the company not long ago and is unfamiliar with events like lectures, so she doesn’t quite know the rules."

Cang Er returned a light laugh: "No worries. Actually, Miss Su doesn’t need to leave. My question happens to be related to her."

Zhuang Heng was taken aback, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in her heart.

The gossipers below perked their ears. They were now interested in anything connecting Su Xingyu and Zhuang Heng—after all, they were rumored to be Lu Shifeng’s first and second wives!

In a clear voice, Cang Er asked, "Miss Zhuang, you said your set of red-hooded nightscape photos stood out among all the test photos at Blade Group. I just don’t get it—do ’all the photos’ include the ones Miss Su took?" This was exactly the question the gossipers had been discussing, making them all look at Zhuang Heng with keen interest.

The ominous feeling within Zhuang Heng intensified, but an answer was inevitable: "Of course it includes them."

"Then I’m even more puzzled," Cang Er continued. "I have seen the set of photos Miss Su took. In fact, it’s an exceptionally perfect set. I think it’s even better than yours. So why did Blade Group choose your set for the promotional photos? Can you explain this to us?"

She was, after all, a tyrannical figure in the fashion world—decisive and efficient in her work. Her interrogative approach left people breathless.

A buzzing rose from below the stage: "What, did Cang Er say Su Xingyu’s photos were better?"

"Speaking of which, we haven’t even seen the photos Su Xingyu took for this camera test. Maybe there really is some behind-the-scenes manipulation, and hers are better?"

Amid a cacophony of discussions, Zhuang Heng felt somewhat beleaguered yet remained stubborn: "Miss Cang Er, I don’t understand what you mean. We at Blade Group naturally have our own evaluation standards, which shouldn’t concern Cloud, right?"

"It wasn’t a concern originally," Cang Er’s lightly crystal-colored lips curved gently, "but I greatly appreciate Miss Su’s photos—the ones originally intended for Blade’s tests. Ironically, they ended up as Blade’s scrap drafts, and I used them in Cloud’s annual special. It’s the first time I’m picking up discarded drafts, which makes me extremely curious—how extraordinary must Blade’s selected photos be to defeat the ones I valued? So I came here today to see—and who would’ve thought..."

She didn’t finish her sentence, but the disappointment on her face said it all.

Reporters on-site quickly began taking photos of Cang Er; several even started recording. The top editor of China’s fashion magazine publicly mocking Zhuang Heng?

Just the headline alone was sensational!

On stage, Zhuang Heng’s face alternated between green and white; she hadn’t expected Cang Er to come to stir things up, and for Su Xingyu no less!

Unable to resist, she turned, narrowly suppressing her resentment as she glanced at Su Xingyu, her tone not entirely friendly: "Su Xingyu, are you teaming up with outsiders to sabotage Blade Group’s lecture?"