When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 121: Master and Disciple’s First Meeting

Brandon Lancaster sat on the bed, staring at his mother, his expression not joking at all.

Melanie Lancaster met her son’s gaze, pulled back her thoughts bit by bit, and asked puzzledly, "He’s secretly married? What’s the background of this woman? Can she really capture him?"

"A mismatched little girl, I have no idea which nerve in Adrian Lancaster’s brain messed up." This was what he had been unable to comprehend while lying in the hospital these past few days.

Melanie believed her son’s words, but she was unwilling to accept. Serena Sutton had no more value to exploit.

All plans would restart.

At dusk, Prestige Group.

The landmark buildings of Argent were brightly lit.

In order to welcome the renowned French designer, Mr. Jami, the company placed great importance, including Adrian Lancaster, who had been preparing for over half a month.

With the pickup at the airport imminent, all reception procedures were checked several times.

Mr. Jami was different from Mr. Mark; the former was a friend, indeed a guest of honor, a universally acknowledged tycoon in the design world.

Traveling from afar, offering guidance, he was bound to be well attended to.

News of his visit had spread, causing a sensation in the entire design industry of Argent.

Many fans and admirers spontaneously rushed to the airport intending to block him, which Adrian Lancaster had already anticipated, so security measures had to be in place.

The taxi veered off the city center and stopped at the entrance of a large distinctive restaurant, "Miss, we’re here."

"Alright, thank you." Faye Turner scanned the payment and got off the car.

The style resembling a grand mansion, the restaurant was quite unique.

She stepped in, sending Mr. Moon a message: I’m here.

The reply came quickly: Keep walking, I’ll come down to meet you.

As she walked further in, she was greeted by an ethereal ambiance, with boats, swing chairs, flora, music, and fountains in the courtyard...

The entire place was meticulously landscaped, with an irresistible atmosphere, leading her to pause and snap a photo.

Soon, a tall and handsome European man waved from a distance, and Faye Turner noticed him.

He looked around forty, smiling warmly at her.

Faye Turner glanced around, seeing no one else. She hesitated, pointing at herself, then walked towards him.

"Are you the free spirit?" The man walked towards her with a smile, delighted.

Faye Turner was confused, "You... are Mr. Moon?"

"Yes! Happy to meet the mentor! Please come inside!" The man spoke extremely fluent Chinese. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Faye Turner was stunned!

She examined him from head to toe in disbelief, "You’re... a foreigner?"

The man smiled, "Yes, French." He understood what puzzled her.

Faye Turner couldn’t help but exclaim, "Oh my God, your Chinese is so good! You have no communication barriers, even when I speak in slang sometimes!"

"I love Chinese traditional culture very much, so I’ve been learning Chinese for ten years." The man was very happy to see her, his face always joyful, "I didn’t expect you to be so young, I thought you would be at least my age. Please come in!"

Just like that, Faye Turner followed him into the restaurant.

Along the way, they chatted, and she occasionally glanced at him, "You look very much like a notable person."

"What notable person?"

"The French design master Jamil." Faye Turner blurted out, without any doubt, because in her eyes, all foreign men looked the same.

The man smiled and asked, "Really? Have you seen him before?"

"I’ve seen his photos online."

"Do you think he’s a notable figure?" The man curiously asked, "Have you seen his works?"

"Haven’t really seen much." She answered truthfully, "But I know his reputation, probably no one in the design industry doesn’t know him, his talent is widely recognized."

"If he saw your works, maybe he would think you’re remarkable too."

Faye Turner smiled, following him inside as they went upstairs to a scenic private room.