Josie Martin suddenly looked up and indeed saw Chu Ling slowly approaching under the protection of her agent and others.

Wearing a light green cocktail dress with bare shoulders, the design was simple yet perfectly highlighted her graceful figure.

Her hair was elegantly styled up, with a few stray locks left loose. The intricately designed necklace around her neck was particularly eye-catching against her swan-like neckline.

The reporters’ eyes lit up when they saw Chu Ling, completely ignoring Josie Martin and Song Chengyun standing nearby, eagerly rushing towards Chu Ling.

"Chu Ling, how does it feel to step onto the international runway for the first time?"

"We hear quite a few major fashion magazines have sent you invitations. Do you have plans to pursue a modeling career?"

"Since you returned to the country, you haven’t accepted any interviews. Have you joined a film crew?"

"The necklace on your neck is really beautiful. Is it a new endorsement?"

"Um... Doesn’t this necklace look somewhat similar to the one Yun Feng wears?"

"Indeed, Yun Feng seems to have worn a similar one. Could they be a couple’s set?"

Upon hearing this, all the reporters present exploded in excitement, nearly tearing the hotel apart.

"Chu Ling, are you dating Yun Feng?"

"When did you start dating? How long have you been together?"

"Who pursued whom?"

Chu Ling didn’t answer. Protected by Han Ying and her assistant, she headed towards the special elevator, completely ignoring the two standing nearby.

The reporters followed behind, similarly oblivious to them.

And a few who had just snubbed Josie Martin snapped back to reality with frantic exclamations—

"Ah ah ah, it’s Chu Ling and Yun Feng! It’s really Chu Ling and Yun Feng!"

"I actually saw them in person! So lucky!"

"Chu Ling is so beautiful, I really like her!"

"Yun Feng is truly worthy of his popularity as a young idol; he’s so handsome!"

With that, they glanced at Josie Martin, whose face looked displeased, and sneered:

"Did they really think the reporters came for them? Now they’ve been slapped in the face, haven’t they?"

"Did any reporters even glance at them? It’s just hilarious!"

"Alright, let’s not waste time here anymore. Let’s hurry up; time is running out."

"Let’s go, let’s go..."

Several people said this and walked towards the elevator.

Being ignored for the first time like this, Josie Martin’s face turned green with anger.

Just a third-rate celebrity, yet those reporters seem blind! Ignoring an international supermodel like her and running to interview that bitch Chu Ling!

That bitch has no family background, no status, and her popularity is far behind hers!

What does she have that surpasses her?!

Song Chengyun looked at Chu Ling, who was surrounded by reporters, somewhat unable to process the situation.

In his memory, Chu Ling was silent and uninteresting, always carrying a faint aura of melancholy and loneliness. This made her seem bland and unremarkable, prompting others not to approach.

Yet now, the sorrow between Chu Ling’s brows had vanished, her eyes gleaming like stars, and her entire being was shining brightly.

Clearly the same person, her facial features and appearance hadn’t changed, but he felt the Chu Ling before him was not the same person he once knew.

The current Chu Ling was confident and bold, radiating light all around her, dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to ignore her. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

His heart was suddenly pricked by a pang of pain, the inexplicable oppression causing Song Chengyun to frown uneasily.

He looked up again toward the direction of the elevator, a light chuckle slipping from his lips.

No matter how much of a shining star she is now, what does it matter?

No family, no connections—anyone would choose Josie with her noble background!

She’s not some heiress with a hidden identity; he has no regrets!

Song Chengyun sighed quietly, losing the desire to go out on a date. He was about to turn to speak to Josie Martin, when suddenly he overheard several people’s conversation—

"Qianran International’s influence is really impressive, managing to convince Atlantis to allow reporters inside."

"Indeed, considering Atlantis belongs to Fu’s, there’s never been a precedent like this in years. Now they’re breaking the rules for Qianran International."

"There’s insider information that says this command came from Fu’s headquarters."

"Could Qianran International have a connection with Fu’s?"

"Who knows? But President Su is really bold. I’ve heard she booked the entire top floor of Atlantis for tonight’s celebration event."

"The entire floor? This must be infuriating for CE..."

Upon hearing this, Josie Martin’s body first stiffened, then she quickly turned around.

With a sullen expression, her eyes were red as she glared at the few people, "What did you just say?!"

The few were startled by her intimidating gaze and momentarily fell silent.

"I asked what you just said?!" She shouted again, her chest heaving fiercely as if suppressing a thunderous outburst.

"Are you crazy or something? What’s it to you what we said?"

"What did you say Qianran International is doing here tonight?!"

The few exchanged glances, and despite her ominous glare, they replied, "They’re holding a celebration event!"

"To reward company employees, and to celebrate Queen’s triumph at this fashion week, Qianran International is holding a celebration event on the top floor of Atlantis tonight, widely known throughout the circle!"

Upon hearing this, Josie Martin’s face darkened, resembling a sky before a storm. Her hands clenched into fists, knuckles turning white from pressure, her eyes bloodshot, veins throbbing, and her tightly pressed lips trembling from anger.

She gritted her teeth and ran toward the direction of the elevator.

"Josie—"

Song Chengyun failed to grab her and quickly followed.

"Who is this person? Is she crazy?"

"Looks familiar, seems like Josie Martin!"

"Josie Martin? The model who walked for CE?"

The few exchanged glances, raised eyebrows, "Hurry, let’s go see some drama!"

The number of people coming and going from the hotel increased.

Ling Qingan stood in the hotel lobby, slightly curling her lips as she watched the few people leave in a hurry.

No longer dressed simply and modestly, today she wore a strapless floor-length gown, her long hair slightly curled, draped with a white blazer, featuring exquisite makeup and an elegant, noble aura that drew the hotel’s visitors’ eyes.

Thinking of the words Su Ran said in the office a few days ago, she lightly tugged at her lips.

She most disliked owing anyone favors.

Yet now, the favors she owed seemed to be accumulating more and more.

After Ling Qingan got into the elevator, two more people appeared in the lobby.

The man was extraordinarily handsome, with an outstanding demeanor.

The woman was gentle and elegant, stunningly beautiful.

A dazzling and well-matched pair!