Yue Ling was the first to comeback from her dumfounded state. She lift her hand and lightly flicks Liu Shan's forehead.
"Ack!"
Caught off guard by her sudden hit, Liu Shan covers his forehead with his right hand in pain. He pout his lips but does not say a word making him look like a little kid who had been bullied.
Yue Ling shook her head and turn her head to the direction Ming Yue had left.
"You did good."
She knew Ming Yue was hiding behind the z-racks. It was so obvious that anyone would have spot her.
Without waiting for anyone to say something, she walks away from the monitors.
Liu Shan's eyes lit up at her praise while Lian Ni Shang finally came back to her senses. She quickly strides after her boss.
"Do you want me to stop her?"
At her question, Yue Ling pause in her steps. She ponder in thought before looking at Lian Ni Shang. A smile curls on her lip but she did not speak a word and walks away.
Seeing the smile, Lian Ni Shang's eyes dim, and she also smiles. Even if Yue Ling did not utter a sound, she already knows what to do.
She turns to the right and walks out of the room in the same direction Ming Yue had gone.
Behind, two sets of eyes stare at the two women parting ways. However, unlike before, Liu Shan and Tang Zhonghui were now hugging each other with fear written all over their face.
Tang Zhonghui: "So scary…"
Liu Shan: "Women are the scariest when they don't speak but somehow understand each other."
As An Qing's models continue to take the stage and capture the audience, De L'amour prepares the models.
Now that there was no longer a mole in the room, the real show is about to start.
Qi Li and Tang Zhonghui rolls out four z-racks covered with black cloths. They had hid the real designs within the fakes so Ming Yue would not notice.
Once the z-racks were set in place, Yue Ling approach each one. As she passes one, her hand slowly pulls down the black cloths then another and another.
Her lip curls into an angelic smile as she stares at the designs they had worked so hard on.
She stops in the middle with two racks on each of her sides. Turning around, she made eye contact with the female and male models she had personally picked and trusts.
"I'm sure you all have a lot of questions to ask. However, I will be honest. An Qing has breeched their contract with De L'amour."
She turn her head to the left as her hand reach to gently trace the clothes on one of the z-racks.
"I personally chose each of you because I have trust in your potential from our time working together in the past."
And that was the truth.
Each of these models were normal models with no secret background like her. However, they are the very few that she does trusts in the modeling industry. None of them knows who she really is, but they are celebrities who keep to themselves and do not like to gossip.
Her eyes slowly flutter, and she looks back at the models.
"Tonight, let's put on a great show for Imperial."
"Of course."
"Imperial will never forget about tonight."
An uproar rose from the models with full support of her. Each person felt and thought the same thing.
They did receive an invitation to model for An Qing, but they all turned the offer down to join De L'amour.
If you compare the two, De L'amour is smaller in company size, but it is the pillar that held An Qing's status to this very day.
Not only that, Han Yue Ling is still and always will be a legend in the modeling industry. After she retired, they all thought their chance to work with her again had ended.
However, De L'amour sent an invitation to them with her personal signature. How could they turn down such a good opportunity?
Coming to a quick understanding, everyone gets into preparation for the fashion show. Some models sat in chairs to get their makeup done while others had their hair fixed.
Amongst them, a male model was the first to finish since he did not need make up and his hair was buzzed. He stood in place while Yue Ling and Gui Tian Lan fixed the outfit chosen for him.
"Gong Jun, lower your head."
Yue Ling spoke to him as she reach for a silver chain necklace on the table nearby.
Like an obedient student, Gong Jun quickly oblige and lower his head after stealing a quick glance at the model.
They stood at the same height, but in order to not mess up his outfit, it was better to take precautions and have him lower his head.
Yue Ling place the necklace over his head to his neck and fix it into position.
"Ahem!"
In that same moment, the sound of someone clearing their throat echoes inside the busy room.
Gui Tian Lan who fixing Gong Jun's sleeves turn in the direction of the voice as everyone else did the same.
No different from them, Yue Ling also turn to look. Her hand on the necklace does not move.
Liu Shan, who is now a hairstylist, held out a hair straightener and clamps it loudly in the direction of the cough.
"Gui Zhongmin, do you need me to fix your hair too?"
His head tilt and stares at the little Lolita woman next to the stylist. He did not know whether to laugh or cry at her appearance.
"Ju Suo, why do you look like a panda? Go to Lian Ni Shang, she'll help you put on some concealer. You wouldn't want your ideal husband to see you like that, right?"
"…."
Both Ju Suo and Gui Zhongmin who had just entered the room stare with heavy eyes at the assistant. Neither smiled upon hearing his joke at them.
The man's usual stylish hair looked as if he had just walked out from a snowstorm and the petite woman looked like she hadn't slept in days.
"Shut up stupid assistant."
Ju Suo curse at Liu Shan without a care about formality. She lifts her short legs and stomps in the direction of the makeup artists. Good thing she didn't run into her ideal husband or else, she would have scared him off.
