"The Atlantis Hotel is recognized in Yong City as having the best privacy. The guests here are either top celebrities or business moguls, and even high-ranking officials and foreign diplomatic missions prefer this place. Do you really think it’s just a simple seven-star hotel?"

"The hotel never allows any media inside, nor does it accept any form of interviews or filming."

"Is it really that capricious?"

"Capricious? This is a property under Fu’s. They don’t need any hype or exposure to increase occupancy rates!"

Furthermore, the name Atlantis itself represents authority.

Countless people come just for the name, there’s no need to enhance its fame through other means.

Everyone sighed, admiring both the extravagant nature of Atlantis and the grandeur of Qianran International.

Just then, two people suddenly approached, causing everyone’s steps to slightly halt.

"Isn’t that Josie Martin and Song Chengyun, who were in the limelight recently?"

"Why are they here? Could they be here for Qianran International’s celebration party?"

"That seems unlikely. During this fashion week, Queen overshadowed CE. How big must their hearts be to attend the rival’s celebration party?"

"Who knows? Maybe they do have such a big heart?"

"CE’s responsible party would probably go mad knowing this!"

"Exactly, CE was so arrogant before, not taking Queen seriously at all. But now? CE lost face on the global broadcast and even got sued. Meanwhile, Queen not only won triumphantly but is now hosting a celebratory party at a seven-star hotel. The difference, it’s maddening!"

"I thought after the fashion week, everyone at CE would hide away in shame, yet these two are openly appearing here, aren’t they afraid of causing themselves trouble?"

Since the end of Fashion Week, Josie Martin’s mood has been gloomy.

CE’s designer plagiarized, and as CE’s exclusive model, she also bears the stigma of walking the runway in ’imitation’ clothing.

This disgrace will follow her, becoming an indelible blemish on her resume.

It’s undoubtedly the greatest shame for her as an international supermodel!

It’s all Su Ran’s fault!

If not for her, how could things have turned out this way?

That damn woman is truly lucky. Josie specifically sought someone to teach her a lesson, yet she managed to escape!

Those mercenaries are useless!

They couldn’t even complete such a simple task, causing her to get scolded harshly by her father, saying she implicated the Martin family.

To this, Josie Martin was indifferent—her father was overly cautious.

She merely wanted to teach a reckless woman a lesson. How could it possibly implicate the Martin family?

That woman doesn’t have such capabilities!

Song Chengyun’s mood wasn’t affected.

He calmly observed the seven-star hotel before him, feeling even more assured of his choice back then.

If he had continued with Chu Ling, who had no background, how could he casually stay at such a hotel? How could he become Paris Fashion Week’s exclusive stylist? How could he interact with Country A’s nobility and witness a broader world? Meet and build connections with those he could never reach even after working hard his whole life?

And by being with Josie, he could live his whole life without effort; the resources would just fall into his lap.

Given this, why would he not choose Josie, who benefits him, instead of choosing the worthless Chu Ling?

Don’t talk to him about conscience.

Conscience is worthless!

Once he establishes his empire and has money and power, who dares say his original choice wasn’t right?

As for Chu Ling...

Ha!

No matter how hard she works, she’ll only be an actress.

They are no longer in the same class, a gap she can never cross, no matter how hard she tries.

"Why are there so many reporters at the hotel today?" Josie Martin asked, frowning at the group of reporters gathered at the entrance.

Atlantis has explicit rules forbidding reporters from entering, which is why she chose to stay here due to its excellent confidentiality.

So why are there so many reporters at the entrance today?

Song Chengyun glanced over and smiled, "Might it be that someone tipped them off that you’re staying here, revealing your whereabouts?"

Josie Martin pondered this possibility and frowned even more.

"These reporters are really annoying, haunting shadows, even blocking the hotel entrance."

They arrived in Yong City just last night, planning to relax today, go out for a romantic date. But now it seemed like it wouldn’t happen.

What’s going on with this hotel?

Isn’t there a no-interview and no-filming rule?

Can’t they manage it?

Song Chengyun chuckled, tightening his grip around her waist slightly, "Doesn’t this prove your high reputation? You’re an international supermodel; it’s their honor to interview you. Don’t be upset; others don’t even have the qualification for this honor."

"Others?" Josie Martin quirked her lips, eyeing him with a half-smile, "Are you referring to your ex-girlfriend?"

Song Chengyun’s face showed a flicker of disgust, "Why bring her up? Although she’s doing better now compared to her previous lukewarm status, and Su Ran indeed promotes her, so what? She doesn’t qualify to compare herself with you!"

"She’s now a top-tier star, very popular. Are you saying this about her?"

Song Chengyun sneered, "Popular? After Fashion Week, did any reporters interview her? They stand at the hotel entrance yet don’t want to interview her, proving you’re the international supermodel in the media’s eyes. An actress should focus on acting—why try to be a supermodel and walk the runway? No matter how capable Su Ran is, what’s the point? The fact remains that waste is waste—a swamp that can’t hold any wall!"

Josie Martin chuckled happily, clearly satisfied with Song Chengyun’s response. She clung to his arm, about to speak, when suddenly a chilly sneer came from beside her—a voice scoffed.

"Ha, some people really know how to flatter themselves!"

"Do they really think those reporters at the entrance are here for them?"

"Isn’t that precisely what they think?"

"Having confidence is good, but excessive confidence turns into a joke!"

"CE is already a joke at the fashion week; international supermodel, indeed? Don’t make us laugh!"

With the celebration party starting soon, many people were arriving.

Among them, naturally, were Qianran International’s employees.

Originally, they didn’t intend to engage with Song Chengyun and Josie Martin; everyone knew Josie Martin’s ties with CE, which were at odds with Qianran International.

Especially considering their leader over there was eyeing their President Su; under such circumstances, there was nothing to engage in.

However, as they got closer, they clearly heard the duo’s conversation.

Although uncertain about who they were referring to, the keywords indicated it involved Qianran International.

And that Song Chengyun, repeatedly calling someone an actress, was quite harsh.

If actors are actresses, what exactly is he, the person who does their makeup? 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Most importantly, President Su was their idol; how could they let him talk nonsense behind everyone’s back?

If you come looking for abuse, don’t blame us for being rude!

Josie Martin was taken aback by these remarks; when she realized, her face turned livid. Ashamed and angry she shouted:

"Bastards, what did you just say?!"