Xie Wang specially opened a bottle of red wine worthy of meeting one's mother-in-law to welcome Lin Yinci home.
Lin Yinci looked around Ling Shuangjiang's house, and after seeing the thick dustproof film in the trash can, she smiled and said, "It's very clean. Was it cleaned today?"
Xie Wang: "Yes, Shuangjiang is staying at my place. I've arranged for cleaning today, so you can stay without worry."
Ling Shuangjiang glanced at Xie Wang indifferently, then said to Lin Yinci, "The exhibition is still two days away. Won't you be very busy?"
Lin Yinci: "It's alright. I've already sent someone to deliver the things I needed to prepare to Fanyin. These past two days have just been a few trivial matters."
When the fashion show was mentioned, she smiled at Xie Wang and said, "I brought you two new suits. You can wear them if you attend the fashion show."
Xie Wang said cheerfully, "Thank you, Mom."
After dinner, Xie Wang chatted with Lin Yinci. Ling Shuangjiang brewed two cups of coffee and then received a call from Li Man.
"During the Frost's Descent solar term, did you and President Xie go to the airport this morning?"
"Yes, I'm going to pick up my mom."
Li Man: "Did you know that you two are trending at number one on Weibo?"
Ling Shuangjiang didn't hang up the phone; she immediately opened Weibo.
Sure enough, #LingShuangjiang, XieWang# was trending at number one, with all the comments below being from marketing accounts and media outlets reporting on today's airport incident.
"I think I understand. What do you think?"
Li Man: "I think since you two are planning to go public with your relationship anyway, you don't need to worry about these news reports. Just make an official announcement in a couple of days, so there will be a smooth transition."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Okay."
Carrying coffee into the living room, Xie Wang found Lin Yinci playing chess.
Lin Yinci smiled at Ling Shuangjiang while holding a chess piece: "When you're with Xiao Xie, is it always this lively?"
Suddenly, Ling Shuangjiang recalled Xie Wang's chaotic antics last night. "Hmm, it was indeed quite lively."
Lin Yinci picked up her coffee and sighed, "How wonderful."
Xie Wang seized the opportunity to say, "Auntie, if you feel lonely staying in Suzhou, you could consider opening the craft workshop in Bintan, so we can be reunited."
Lin Yinci had considered this question before. But her relatives, friends, and parents were all in Suzhou, and she was reluctant to leave.
"We'll see."
Xie Wang could see her reluctance: "It's fine if you want to stay in Suzhou. Shuangjiang and I will visit you often when we have time. A few days ago when I was in Suzhou, I took a walk around and found a few villas belonging to the Su family along the Jing River. The environment there is quiet and quite livable. Shuangjiang and I have already bought them. You can move there whenever you want."
Lin Yinci looked at Ling Shuangjiang: "Why didn't you tell your mother?"
Ling Shuangjiang glanced at Xie Wang and said in a low voice, "I wanted to give you a surprise."
Lin Yinci smiled and said, "This is not like your usual style. It seems that after two people spend a long time together, their temperaments will gradually become similar."
Thinking of Xie Wang's personality, Ling Shuangjiang joked, "Then I have to stay away from him. I can't even stand my own personality."
Xie Wang tugged at his sleeve: "The person involved is still here, give me some face."
Ling Shuangjiang and Lin Yinci exchanged a glance and smiled simultaneously.
Before we knew it, the day of the Buddhist Music Show arrived.
This show, personally designed by Cheng Fan, is a meticulously crafted work for the fifth anniversary of Fanyin. The entire show is themed around kesi (silk tapestry) and creates an oriental aesthetic.
The guests at this fashion show included not only big-name celebrities from home and abroad, but also executives from top luxury goods groups, fashion industry insiders, and business tycoons who provided exclusive customization services to Fanyin.
The show was held on the top floor of the Xie Building, where a 2,600-square-meter exhibition hall was transformed into a historical museum at great expense.
Ling Shuangjiang was originally just a guest at the show, but the night before, he received a last-minute call from Lin Yinci, who hoped he could fill in as a model on the day of the show.
It turned out that one of the models at the show had a problem at the last minute. He had a rather slender frame, and the clothes that Lin Yinci designed for him could not be worn by others, so she asked Ling Shuangjiang to come and try them on.
Sitting backstage, Ling Shuangjiang had already changed into the model's clothes. It was a Chinese Song Dynasty-style dress, with white and light green complementing each other, creating an exceptionally elegant look.
Ling Shuangjiang has a slender frame and fair skin; when she wears this, one can't help but think of a gentle and refined young master from a noble family.
Cheng Fan walked in at that moment: "Frost's Descent has arrived."
Ling Shuangjiang looked up and greeted him: "You put a lot of effort into organizing the show, thank you for your hard work."
Cheng Fan walked up to him and circled around him: "This outfit doesn't look good on everyone else, but Auntie said your size is more suitable, so I asked her to invite you. You look even better in it than on the model."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Thank you for your recognition, but I'm not very good at catwalks."
Cheng Fan raised an eyebrow: "I'll teach you on the fly?"
"Is it okay?" Ling Shuangjiang didn't expect Cheng Fan to be able to walk the runway, so she used the remaining time to follow him into the corridor.
"Relax your shoulders naturally. This is not a fashion banquet, but a Mid-Autumn Festival party held in the palace. You need to show your status and position. You are, after all, the son of a prime minister. Walk out with dignity and elegance."
"The lower leg leads the foot, and the foot should extend in a straight line."
Cheng Fan's teaching style was quite unique, and Ling Shuangjiang remembered it immediately. After practicing with him for a while, she indeed looked like a model.
“You have a similar temperament to Aunt Lin. You win just by standing there. Don’t be afraid, we can win with our looks.”
Ling Shuangjiang laughed: "Okay, you have too much to do, go ahead and get busy, I'll practice by myself."
Cheng Fan nodded, raising an eyebrow before leaving: "Are you and Xie Wang together yet?"
Ling Shuangjiang countered, "What do you think?"
Cheng Fan: "They're together now. I heard from Xie Chongyan that Xie Wang posts pictures of the two of you on his WeChat Moments every day."
Ling Shuangjiang was slightly taken aback: "Really?"
Seeing Ling Shuangjiang's expression, Cheng Fan realized something and said with a strange look, "He didn't block you, did he?"
Ling Shuangjiang was already used to it: "It should be."
Cheng Fan felt like she had made a mistake and whispered in her defense, "He praises you every day, maybe he's afraid you'll find it cheesy, so he blocked you."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Can I take a look?"
Cheng Fan: "I'll have Xie Chongyan take a screenshot for you when I get back, and I'll send it to you."
Ling Shuangjiang: "Thank you."
At the fashion show, almost all the guests had arrived.
According to the unspoken rules of fashion shows, the closer to the front row, the higher the status and rank of the celebrity.
Xie Wang's identity is beyond doubt. He is both the son-in-law of designer Lin Yinci and a business partner of the Xie family. He sits in the center of the first row next to Xie Chongyan.
The two men were handsome with long, straight legs, and their black and gray suits made them stand out when they sat together.
Xie Chongyan, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, spoke in a languid tone: "Where's your Little Frostfall? Didn't it come with you?"
Xie Wang glanced at him: "How did you know our nicknames?"
Xie Chongyan said calmly, "Your circle of friends."
Xie Wang immediately frowned: "I forgot to block you."
Xie Chongyan was speechless: "Childish."
"Shuangjiang went to be your wife's backup model." Xie Wang crossed his long legs and said in an unfriendly tone, "Remember to thank our Shuangjiang properly."
Xie Chongyan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his fingertips, and chuckled softly, "Aren't you two friends?"
Xie Wang has recently become very averse to the term "friend," especially after Xie Chongyan publicly exposed his shortcomings.
He said coldly, "You know how popular our Shuangjiang is. It's all to protect him. Isn't a secret relationship exciting? What do you know?"
Xie Chongyan smiled as he looked at the runway: "After the show, all the models will stand on the stage to meet everyone. Fanfan has arranged for someone to deliver flowers. Would you like to go and deliver them to Shuangjiang?"
Xie Wang replied expressionlessly, "I want to go."
"I'll help you make the contact; after all, you need a reason to send flowers."
"Can I take a picture with him? And maybe give him a hug?"
"It should be possible."
Seeing Xie Chongyan make arrangements so quickly, Xie Wang became suspicious: "Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?"
Xie Chongyan sighed, "I feel sorry for you."
Watching Xie Chongyan's departing figure, he retorted, "Where am I pitiful?"
Ten minutes later, the show began, and more than twenty cameras in the venue started broadcasting live.
This massive star-studded extravaganza garnered immense attention and generated tremendous buzz even before the show began, frequently trending on social media.
Before the live stream even started, there were already 15 million online viewers and over 20 million likes, making it the No.1 most popular stream on the platform.
As the elegant and melodious music began, the band started playing, with the sounds of the pipa and guqin echoing each other, instantly drawing all the audience into the mysterious world of Museum Night.
The models walked out one after another, their clothes retaining ancient elements while combining them with modern style, with exquisite kesi (silk tapestry) elements reflected in every detail.
A single strand of kesi (silk tapestry) is worth an inch of gold.
The varied patterns on the clothing incorporate historical elements, imprinting a unique Chinese beauty.
Xie Wang watched intently, silently waiting for Ling Shuangjiang to appear.
Soon after, Ling Shuangjiang appeared on the catwalk with a recitation of "Autumn Wind Lyrics".
The sudden appearance of a celebrity among the models caught everyone off guard.
Shang Qi and Lin Yili, who were in the middle and back rows, clearly noticed. Lin Yili, who had been chatting with someone, now focused his attention on the catwalk.
Shang Qi glared at him, her brows furrowed.
With a clean-cut face and a simple blue robe, she moved with a graceful and elegant air.
These eight characters best describe Ling Shuangjiang.
Although his clothes were simple and elegant, the bamboo and orchid pattern on the collar was the finishing touch.
Stepping to the rhythm of the music, Ling Shuangjiang's face was calm, her eyes held a hint of coldness, and her figure accentuated the exquisiteness of her clothes.
When he reached the center, he stopped and glanced back.
His eyes were captivating.
Xie Wangzheng was facing Ling Shuangjiang, clutching his heart: "Shuangjiang is looking at me."
Xie Chongyan pointed out, "From his angle, he can't see the audience clearly; it's very dark."