Chapter 29

Ming Yu couldn’t help turning back to look after hearing the voice.

A tall and upright man was walking casually, soon arriving in front of the small group. The cold winter wind blew Xi Ze’s clothes. He looked at the youth in front of him as the wind blew his hair, exposing a pair of narrow eyes.

This was the first time Ming Yu had seen Xi Ze so close.

At a distance that was less than half a metre, the man with a height of 193cm exerted a crushing pressure on Ming Yu, forcing Ming Yu to look up slightly.

This aura, it spread out in such an unbridled manner. Whenever this man appeared somewhere, he was destined to master the rhythm of the audience. They couldn’t help paying attention to him and recognize his commands.

Just like the first time Ming Yu met Xi Ze, one side was awkward and the other side was calm. At that time, even Ming Yu was suppressed by this man, narrowly resisting being dominated by the other.

But this time, Xi Ze was doomed to be disappointed.

In the dimly lit parking lot, the youth showed just a moment of surprise before straightening his back. Ming Yu nodded with an indifferent expression and said with a smile, “Hello Mr. Xi.”

The youth’s voice seemed to be a mixture of maturity and immaturity. However, this strange feature suited Xi Ze’s taste, causing his lips to quietly curve up.

Ming Yu’s tone was casual, as if he didn’t care about who was in front of him, but he was still polite.

So what if you are taller than me now?

…Can you suppress me?

In the dim lightning, sly cunning flashed through the youth’s eyes. However, he was also secretly determined to work hard!

Ding Bo didn’t seem to be aware of the confrontation between the two swords as he laughed. “I was downstairs when I realized I forgot my keys. Xi Ze went up to grab them, so I decided to wait for him in the parking lot.” After a pause, he added, “By the way, do you need me to give you a lift if you are leaving?”

Zhao Rui shook his head. “We are going to Muse’s artist apartments. It shouldn’t be on your way. I have a car, so just go ahead.”

Zhao Rui finished and turned to Xi Ze. After discovering Xi Ze staring at his young model, Zhao Rui was intuitively aware of something. He unconsciously went to Ming Yu and smiled at Xi Ze. “Mr. Xi, thank you for your support of Ming Yuon Weibo this afternoon. We will go ahead, so please be careful on the road.”

Zhao Rui’s words ended and he intended to leave with Ming Yu. He didn’t know why, but his intuition was telling him that there might be problems if they stayed, so it was better to leave quickly.

Ming Yu nodded at Xi Ze and was about to leave first with Zhao Rui, when Xi Ze suddenly smiled and opened his mouth. “I am very busy and can’t wait. We will go first.” After looking at the surprised eyes of Ming Yu and the other three people, Xi Ze looked at his agent and said, “Let’s go.”

The issue of ‘who will go first and who will go afterwards’ seemed simple, but as Ming Yu looked at the luxurious European car driving out of the parking lot, he had no idea how to describe his mood.

Zhao Rui waited until they got on the car and asked curiously, “What did Xi Ze mean by his last words? Why can’t he wait and why did he need to go first?”

Luo Ru interrupted from the side. “I also don’t understand. Did Mr. Xi have an urgent matter that required him to leave so quickly?”

The youth sitting in the back seat of the car just smiled lightly as his heart found the answer.

In the afternoon, Xi Ze said that ‘I will wait for you.’

Now he ‘couldn’t wait?’

Xi Ze, in fact, you don’t have to wait. I will catch up to you soon.

Driving out of the parking lot, the warm but not dazzling winter light shone on the faces of the youth. He listened as Zhao Rui cried out, “Xi Ze’s pressure is as strong as always! When I first entered the company, I heard that he had a very strong personality that people can’t help trusting and obeying. I didn’t believe it at first, but after I saw him personally, I truly believed it. This type of person exists!”

These words made Ming Yu’s eyes slightly narrow. He looked in the mirror at the driving Zhao Rui and listened as the latter continued. “You both entered the company too late. Especially Little Luo, you have only entered the company for a year and just left the training course. Xi Ze did a lot of generation actions that year, causing the Muse executives to shuffle. I heard from A’Wei that Xi Ze currently has a lot of top employees as his confidants, including that Shen Xiang…”

The car smoothly drove through Beijing as Zhao Rui’s words disappeared into the crowded traffic.

Meanwhile, a European car was driving in the opposite directly. The calm and tranquil atmosphere made people feel happy. Even Ding Bo was affected, humming slightly as he drove. He didn’t bother concealing his happiness.

At a traffic light, while torturing the ears with humming, Ding Bo casually asked, “Xi Ze, the words you spoke were unusual. Do you really think that Ming Yu is your muse?”

The man leaned his head against the driver’s seat in front of him. He raised his hand, gently kneading his temple before whispering, “Do you think he isn’t?”

“…It is your inspiration, so how should I know?”

“Then what are you curious about?”

“……”

For a short while, Ding Bo thought about killing the man. He was humming a song when Xi Ze suddenly sighed softly. “He should be the person that I am looking for.” Xi Ze paused and added. “The probability is 99%.”

Ding Bo, “99%”

Xi Ze’s calm eyes flashed with a touch of darkness as he said, “Yes, 99%.”

Ding Bo was at a loss. “It is 99%? Didn’t we work so hard doing overtime because you took the time to see his fashion show, but you still aren’t sure? How can you be sure? Shen Xiang, that kid has already changed Ming Yu to the highest level of attention, don’t hold him up.”

After thinking carefully for a moment, Xi Ze asked, “Do you see have the invitation letter from Old Fei?”

Ding Bo exclaimed at the mention of this, “Why wouldn’t I? 30 invitations! It is that old man’s family, so he wanted you to ‘help!’ Isn’t that right? Why does the person sending the invitation have such a bad temper? He is just a little better than you!”

Xi Ze didn’t care about his agent’s slander. He just smiled and nodded. “Ah, then I will go see the fashion show… the fashion show where Ming Yu is the chief model.”

“Well, you have the final say.” Ding Bo thought for a moment and couldn’t help asking. “By the way, Xi Ze, you aren’t acting like this because Ming Yu looks so good and you fancy him, right? But your attention is really too much at this time. He is young and his experience isn’t enough. Is he really your muse? What do you like about him?”

“He is cute.”

“Oh, so you think he is cut…” Ding Bo’s voice stopped abruptly as he looked horrified. “Cute?  Can you repeat that? Is he cute???  No, I really can’t understand your concept of cuteness!”

Xi Ze was very calm as he looked at his panicked agent. Then his lips curved as he proclaimed, “His cuteness, you can’t understand it.”

Ding Bo, “…”

It wasn’t cute! What was so hard to understand?

Stop making a face like you are doubting my taste!

I am the one doubting your taste!!!

Soon, the car returned to the quiet atmosphere. Ding Bo was ignoring the man and once again humming when the low and magnetic voice came from the back seat again. “The back seat is a little dirty. Remember to ensure that people carefully clean it.”

Ding Bo’s mouth twitched. “…Didn’t people just clean it the day before yesterday?”

The indifferent Xi Ze, “It is dirty.”

Ding Bo, “…”

Can you change this evil cleanliness!!!

Ding Bo hummed energetically while feeling motivated by his anger. However, he could only hum a few notes when the man flatly spat out, “Disgusting.”

Ding Bo, “!!!!”

Xi Ze, “Drive quietly…” He hesitated for a long moment, before deciding to tell the truth as an old friend. “Your singing is really difficult to listen to.”

Ding Bo, “@#＄@#@％@#％@#!!!”

Was this a euphemism?

What euphemism?

If it was a euphemism. then what did you say in the beginning?!!!

***

Ming Yu didn’t know that at this moment, his two fashion shows were attracting one man’s attention.

After all, Fei Sixin’s fashion show needed to be carefully thought about for a few days until it was finalized next week. In this fortnight, Ming Yu wasn’t idle. He received a surge in popularity after filming the talk show, so the Huaxia second-tire Meditation Road took the initiative and once again invited Ming Yu to shoot a cover for them.

Meditation Road was the second-tier magazine that the original owner appeared on. In recent years, its development was quite good and it had become a leader of the second-tier magazines. Receiving this invitation was proof of Ming Yu’s strength.

The original owner had obtained it because the company actively allocated resources to him. But this time, Ming Yu used his own strength to make Meditation Road throw him an olive branch.

Thus, after the completion of this ‘thinking’ period where he shot a cover photo, the day of the fashion show would soon arrive.