Chapter 185: Fashion Show

Shen Qing pulled open the car door and got into the passenger seat.

Xia Mang clicked her tongue twice. "Oh my, this suit of yours looks so sharp. I want to buy a set myself."

Shen Qing glanced sideways at her, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Custom-made, priceless and in high demand."

"..." Xia Mang rolled her eyes. Bragging! Blatant bragging!

"By the way, all dressed up like this—who are you going to deal with?" Xia Mang started the car; she certainly didn't believe Shen Qing was simply going to a fashion show.

"Oh, could it be that... what's-her-name from the Yu family?" Xia Mang laughed.

Yesterday, while browsing the internet, she happened to see a post by an entertainment gossip blogger claiming that Shen Qing's exam scores were entirely due to an illicit affair with a school teacher, completely fabricated through connections, and even attached an image.

"Tsk, you have to say this person is really unlucky to have been caught by me right away." Xia Mang laughed even harder. Such a huge piece of gossip hadn't even caught the public's attention before Xia Mang hacked it at first instance.

Shen Qing curved her lips. "Since someone doesn't know what's good for them, I'll just beat them up."

"By the way, did you really get Lu Xuan's autographed photo?" Xia Mang asked, recalling what Shen Qing had mentioned in their WeChat chat.

Could this Shen Qing have held a knife to his throat to get it? She didn't scare his idol, did she?

"Mhm, it's in Fancheng."

"Great, I'll go pick it up next time." Xia Mang smiled, stepped hard on the accelerator, and sped up.

The fashion show was being held at the Grand Pavilion. The scale of the Grand Pavilion in the capital was even larger and more magnificent than the one in Fancheng.

As soon as Shen Qing and Xia Mang stepped into the venue, they drew the gazes of everyone present.

"Hey, who are they? So pretty."

"I don't know, never seen them."

"That one in the black outfit, looks like Shen Qing, doesn't it?"

"Shen Qing? That high schooler who won a military merit citation?"

"That's her, exactly. But her grades are supposed to be terrible."

"Terrible? How come I heard her grades are exceptional?"

"She and Yu Min'er are sisters, right? Yu Min'er has top-notch grades, so she shouldn't be too bad either."

"Stop talking about it, their family relationships are terribly complicated."

"Yu Min'er must be at today's fashion show too, right?"

"I wonder what kind of interesting drama will happen when the two of them cross paths."

Listening to the women's chatter, Xia Mang couldn't help curving her lips into a smile. "They're just waiting to watch you make a scene with Yu Min'er."

Shen Qing gave Xia Mang a cool glance. "Aren't you waiting for it too?"

"Tsk, how can you compare me to them?" Xia Mang swept her gaze across the venue and nudged Shen Qing's arm. "Found her, twelve o'clock direction."

Shen Qing followed Xia Mang's cue and looked over, catching sight of a slender, dark green figure slipping out through a side door.

"Mhm, seen." Shen Qing narrowed her eyes and walked over to follow.

Stepping out through the side door led into a corridor, where a directional sign pointed toward the restroom.

Shen Qing stood with her arms crossed over her chest, half-leaning against the wall, her beautiful fox-like eyes slightly narrowed, looking entirely at ease.

Xia Mang stood opposite Shen Qing, raising her head upon hearing footsteps. Yu Min'er was approaching, wearing a dark green strapless dress.

"Well, the person is here." Xia Mang glanced at Yu Min'er with a mocking look, then stepped over to Shen Qing's side and bumped her shoulder.

Shen Qing lifted her eyelids, cast a sidelong glance at Yu Min'er, and then straightened her posture.

Yu Min'er's eyes darkened as she stared fixedly at Shen Qing. After a few seconds, she spoke, "Shen Qing, are you looking for me?"

Xia Mang let out a soft laugh. "Let me ask you, were the photos of Shen Qing and Gu Ting sent out by you?"

Yu Min'er was startled for a moment, glanced at Xia Mang, and smiled with pressed lips. "My dear young lady, I don't even know who you're talking about. How could I send any photos?"

"Oh, playing innocent with me, are you?" Xia Mang curved her lips into a wicked smirk. "You probably don't even know that the blogger you contacted yesterday has been hacked."

Yu Min'er's body instantly stiffened, though her face maintained an expression of pure innocence. "What blogger? I haven't contacted anyone lately."

With that, Yu Min'er shifted her gaze to Shen Qing. The young woman was dressed in a dashing suit with her high ponytail tied up high. Her delicate, stunning face bore an expression of utter indifference, radiating an aura of heroic poise. Yu Min'er narrowed her eyes, a flash of jealousy darting through them.

"Shen Qing, you got yourself into trouble, what's the use of coming after me?"

Shen Qing slipped one hand into her trouser pocket and slowly walked toward Yu Min'er.