After I died, they cried in the live studio

At this moment, the assistant hurriedly approached Sang Shuwan with a serious look and whispered something in her ear. In an instant, the smile on Sang Shuwan's face froze, and her hand, which had been holding the club firmly, trembled slightly and almost dropped it. "What did you say?" She widened her eyes, full of shock and suspicion. The assistant stammered and repeated again: "Sang Jiuyue jumped to her death, the news just reported it."

Seeing the situation, Jiang Ci Mu hurried forward and asked with concern: "Shu Wan, what happened?" Sang Shu Wan recovered, his face complicated, and his tone was full of disbelief: "Sang Jiuyue is dead, the news said she jumped off the building." Jiang Ci Mu was slightly startled, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he comforted: "Don't be too surprised, maybe there is something hidden, let's see the situation first." Sang Shu Wan bit her lip, thoughts surging in her mind, but on the surface she pretended to be calm, but the knuckles holding the club had turned white.

Seeing Sang Shuwan's shocked face, Jiang Cimu gently held her shoulders and advised: "Don't be sad, Sang Shuwan is asking for it. She has been thinking about how to hurt us, but never reflected on how many evil things she has done. Now this may be retribution."

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, the shock in her eyes had not faded, but her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was thinking about something. "But..." She hesitated to speak, although she was dissatisfied with Sang Jiuyue in her heart, she still felt that the world was unpredictable after hearing the news of her death.

Jiang Ci Mu noticed her hesitation and continued, "She used so many tricks on us before, and got us into trouble several times. Now that she is gone, it is one less big trouble for you and me." As he spoke, he gently patted Sang Shuwan's hand, trying to calm her complicated emotions.

Sang Shuwan gradually calmed down under Jiang Cimu's comfort. She stood there quietly, staring at the golf hole in the distance, as if she was lost in some profound thoughts. For a long time, she didn't say a word, only the breeze gently blew past, ruffling her hair.

Jiang Cimu looked at her with some worry, and just as he was about to speak to comfort her again, Sang Shuwan finally said slowly: "I just didn't expect it to end this way..." Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility. Although Sang Jiuyue had confronted her and brought her a lot of trouble, the disappearance of a fresh life still made her feel mixed.

Jiang Ci Mu nodded silently, put his arm around her shoulders, and said softly, "What's past is past. She won't come to mess things up again. We can live our lives in peace." Sang Shuwan nodded slightly, but there was still a trace of indescribable complex emotions in her eyes, as if she was relieved, but also mixed with a bit of emotion.

Sang Shuwan gradually calmed down under Jiang Cimu's comfort. She stood there quietly, staring at the golf hole in the distance, as if she was lost in some profound thoughts. For a long time, she didn't say a word, only the breeze gently blew past, ruffling her hair.

Jiang Cimu looked at her with some worry, and just as he was about to speak to comfort her again, Sang Shuwan finally said slowly: "I just didn't expect it to end this way..." Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility. Although Sang Jiuyue had confronted her and brought her a lot of trouble, the disappearance of a fresh life still made her feel mixed.

Jiang Ci Mu nodded silently, put his arm around her shoulders, and said softly, "What's past is past. She won't come to mess things up again. We can live our lives in peace." Sang Shuwan nodded slightly, but there was still a trace of indescribable complex emotions in her eyes, as if she was relieved, but also mixed with a bit of emotion.

Nancy had just finished a meeting to prepare for a fashion show when her assistant came running over to tell her that Sang Jiuyue had jumped off a building and died. Nancy dropped the documents in her hand to the ground with a "pop" and looked incredulous. "How is this possible?" She muttered to herself, frowning and looking confused.

Almost at the same time, Alice was in her art studio, and upon hearing the news, she was also surprised. She stopped fiddling with the sculpture, took off her gloves, shook her head and said, "Something is wrong. Sang Jiuyue is not someone who gives up easily. Why would she suddenly jump off the building?"

Both of them felt that the matter was full of doubts. Nancy thought about the tenacity and ambition that Sang Jiuyue had shown in various occasions before, and it was really hard to associate her with "suicide". Alice also recalled the few interactions with Sang Jiuyue. The light in that woman's eyes was definitely not one that would easily bow to fate.

So Nancy called Alice and asked, "You think this is a problem, too?" Alice responded immediately, "Of course, there must be something fishy going on. We have to find out."

Nancy's eyes were sharp as she analyzed to her assistant, "There are too many doubts about this news. Without confirmation by the police, it lacks credibility. Moreover, most of the reports were from media outlets under Mr. Qi's company. Mr. Qi has always been rigorous in his work and has always arranged interviews precisely, but this time he sent out so many people. There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. I'm afraid that the news of Sang Jiuyue's death is not that simple."

Alice paced back and forth in the studio, muttering to herself, "Without the police's endorsement, this news is too unreliable based on the media under President Qi. President Qi has strict control over her reporters, and this large-scale report clearly goes against her usual style. Maybe she deliberately released a smokescreen, and there must be an ulterior motive behind it."

Nancy looked solemn, her eyes fixed on the distance, and said to her assistant seriously, "There are many doubts about this matter, and it is impossible to draw a conclusion now. The police have not made any move, but the media under President Qi are making a fuss about it. This is too abnormal. Let's not act rashly and wait and see. If we act rashly, we may fall into a trap set by others."

Alice was in the studio, her brows knitted into a shape of a "川" character. She paced back and forth while muttering to herself, "There is no official confirmation. It's all thanks to President Qi's media hype. There is a lot of water in this. President Qi has always been meticulous in his actions, but this time he seemed to deliberately make such a big fuss. There must be something fishy. Let's keep calm and observe the subsequent developments quietly until we have more clues."

Under the careful planning of Mr. Qi, Sang Jiuyue had the plastic surgery. Before the surgery, she called her mother with a conflicted feeling.

As soon as the call was connected, the familiar voice of the mother came, with a hint of urgency in her concern: "Jiyue, this operation is risky, have you really thought it through?" Sang Jiyue's heart warmed, but she knew her mother's temper very well, so she said seriously: "Mom, I have thought it through. This is an opportunity to change my destiny. The conditions given by Mr. Qi are very good. When I have status and wealth in the future, our family will benefit from it."

The mother was silent for a moment, and her tone was a little hesitant: "That's what I said, but what if the operation goes wrong... But if you can make a comeback with this, our family can also stand up straight in the Sang family, and we will have abundant resources in the future." Sang Jiuyue heard the balance in her mother's words, and she couldn't help feeling a little bitter, but she still said firmly: "Mother, don't worry, Mr. Qi has arranged for top doctors in the industry, and nothing will go wrong. When I succeed, I will definitely let you live a good life."

The mother seemed to have made up her mind: "Okay, Jiyue, just go for it. As long as it can bring benefits, everything is worth it. Be more careful during the operation, and tell me immediately if there is any situation."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and lay on the operating table under the guidance of the medical staff. Looking at the shadowless lamp, she felt mixed emotions. She felt sad for her mother's interests, but also full of strength because of her vision for the future. She clenched her fists and secretly vowed to succeed, to let her mother see that her choice was right, and to regain everything she deserved.

As expected of the top medical beautician hired by Mr. Qi, her skills are at the pinnacle. Under the shadowless lamp, a cosmetic surgery that will change Sang Jiuyue's fate quietly unfolds. The beautician's eyes are focused, and the instrument in her hand seems to be given life, moving accurately on her face.

In just one hour, this difficult and exquisite cosmetic surgery was completed. The beautician's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but her face was full of confidence and pride. Sang Jiuyue was slowly pushed out of the operating room, her face wrapped in layers of gauze, with only her eyes, nose and mouth exposed. Although the final effect could not be seen yet, from the praises of the medical staff and the determined look in Mr. Qi's eyes, she could feel that she was about to usher in a completely transformed change.

Mr. Qi walked forward, gently held Sang Jiuyue's hand, and comforted her: "Don't worry, the operation was very successful. Rest well, and when the gauze is removed, you will see a brand new you." Sang Jiuyue nodded slightly, with a gleam of expectation and anxiety in her eyes. She knew that she was one step closer to her dream, and the future was full of infinite possibilities.

In the next few days, Sang Jiuyue seemed to be in a fantastic transformation journey, and truly felt what it meant to have a happy ending after suffering. It must be said that when Mr. Qi made a move, it was a top-level configuration.

The professional styling team designed a variety of stunning styles for her based on her facial features and temperament. From the fresh and refined girl-next-door style to the cold and noble queen style, each style accurately taps into her potential charm. The hairstylist carefully trims and cares for her hair, making it into smart waves or neat short hair, perfectly modifying her face shape.

At the same time, an acting instructor also joined the special training. The instructor has rich acting experience and has deep insights into various types of roles. He taught Sang Jiuyue from the most basic expression management and body language, and took her to repeatedly study classic film and television clips, allowing her to understand the true meaning of acting through repeated practice. For a subtle emotional change, they often spent several hours. Sang Jiuyue kept trying, and her acting level improved rapidly from the initial stiffness to the naturalness and fluency later.

The vocal teacher was no less impressive, and developed a personalized training program based on the characteristics of Sang Jiuyue's voice. From vocal techniques, breath control to emotional expression, they were all sculpted one by one. Under the guidance of the teacher, Sang Jiuyue's originally ordinary voice gradually became more infectious, with clear and loud high notes and melodious low notes.

In addition, there are nutritionists and fitness coaches to escort her body management. The nutritionist carefully matches her daily diet to ensure balanced nutrition and help her shape a perfect body. The fitness coach formulates a high-intensity training plan based on her physical condition, combining aerobic and anaerobic exercises to make her muscles tighter and her posture more upright.

Sang Jiuyue devoted herself to this transformation. Every breakthrough brought her one step closer to her dream. She knew very well that all this was due to the strong support from President Qi, which also strengthened her determination to succeed.

Sang Jiuyue was surrounded by all kinds of top resources, and she was filled with emotion. Thinking back to the resources Chu Ling invested in her, compared with what Mr. Qi provided her now, there was a huge difference. What Mr. Qi provided was more than ten times the resources Chu Ling invested in her.

Once, Chu Ling provided her with some resources with an overbearing attitude. But those so-called resources were just small things hovering on the edge of the entertainment industry. The training courses were pieced together, without any system or professionalism. The guidance of the teachers was superficial and could not touch the core of performing arts. The cooperation projects were mostly insignificant small roles. In the shoddy scripts, her acting talent could not be displayed at all. After the broadcast, it fell into oblivion and could not increase her popularity and influence at all.

However, now, the platform that Mr. Qi has built for her is like a golden road to superstardom. The top styling team, with their keen insight into fashion trends and superb skills, tailored every look for her, allowing her to show her unique charm in every gesture and instantly become the focus of everyone's attention. Professional performance and vocal instructors are all leaders in the industry. With their profound artistic attainments and rich teaching experience, they opened the door to the art palace for Sang Jiuyue. Under their careful guidance, Sang Jiuyue has achieved a qualitative leap in acting and singing skills, her understanding and interpretation of the role has become more profound, and her singing has become more touching. The nutritionist and fitness coach accompanied her throughout the process, and developed a personalized plan based on her physical characteristics, making her body proportions more perfect, and her temperament also radiated confidence and elegance from the inside out.

Sang Jiuyue knew that she had finally gotten her reward after all the hard work, and was fortunate to have met a strong and reliable backer like Mr. Qi. This favor, like a blazing flame, further strengthened her determination to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry. She not only wanted to prove her own strength, but also to make those who, like Chu Ling, had looked down on her, shocked and regretted their short-sightedness.

Sang Jiuyue approached Mr. Qi's mansion slowly with a nervous and excited mood. The iron carved gate shone with an ancient luster in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the neatly trimmed shrubs on both sides were like loyal guards. She gently pressed the doorbell, and after a moment, the door slowly opened.

Walking along the cobblestone path, you will see flowers blooming all around and the fragrance is fragrant. The main part of the mansion is European style, with solemn marble exterior walls and huge floor-to-ceiling windows that let in bright light.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the heavy carved wooden door. The door opened and President Qi stood at the door with a smile on his face: "You are here, come in." Walking into the house, Sang Jiuyue couldn't help but marvel. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling was dazzling, the Persian carpet was soft and thick, and the famous paintings hanging on the wall were worth a lot of money.

Mr. Qi led her through the spacious living room and into the study. "I asked you to come here today to discuss the next plan." Sang Jiuyue nodded hastily, her eyes firm. "Mr. Qi, whatever you say, I'll listen to you."

Sang Jiuyue approached Mr. Qi's mansion slowly with a nervous and excited mood. The iron carved gate shone with an ancient luster in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the neatly trimmed shrubs on both sides were like loyal guards. She gently pressed the doorbell, and after a moment, the door slowly opened.

Walking along the cobblestone path, you will see flowers blooming all around and the fragrance is fragrant. The main part of the mansion is European style, with solemn marble exterior walls and huge floor-to-ceiling windows that let in bright light.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the heavy carved wooden door. The door opened and President Qi stood at the door with a smile on his face: "You are here, come in." Walking into the house, Sang Jiuyue couldn't help but marvel. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling was dazzling, the Persian carpet was soft and thick, and the famous paintings hanging on the wall were worth a lot of money.

When passing by the display stand on one side of the living room, Sang Jiuyue's eyes were instantly attracted. She saw a limited edition vase that was exactly the same as the one in Nancy's home. The vase had elegant lines, delicate porcelain, and unique patterns that glowed softly under the light. She remembered that when she saw it at Nancy's home, Nancy proudly introduced the rarity of this vase, saying that there were only ten in the world. She didn't expect that Mr. Qi also had it here.

Mr. Qi noticed her gaze and explained with a smile: "This vase is really rare. My friend helped me get it with great difficulty." Sang Jiuyue came back to her senses and said with emotion: "Yes, I saw it at Nancy's house before. I thought it was exquisite at the time. I didn't expect that you have it here too, Mr. Qi."

Mr. Qi led her through the spacious living room and into the study. "I asked you to come here today to discuss the next plan." Sang Jiuyue nodded hastily, her eyes firm. "Mr. Qi, whatever you say, I'll listen to you."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes moved away from the limited edition vase, and her heart was filled with ripples. She knew that Nancy's family was prominent, and that she could get such a rare item, which showed her family's heritage. And Mr. Qi also had the same vase, which made her realize that the strength behind Mr. Qi might be far beyond her imagination.

Thinking of this, Sang Jiuyue couldn't help but re-examine General Qi. General Qi walked calmly, with an elegant posture, and her every move showed the demeanor of a superior. Before, although Sang Jiuyue was grateful for the resources and help given by General Qi, she had never thought deeply about the power behind her. At this moment, this small detail was like a key, opening a new door for Sang Jiuyue to recognize General Qi's strength.

She realized that she was extremely lucky to have the support of Mr. Qi, and she was even more convinced that with Mr. Qi's support, her road to revenge and counterattack would be full of challenges, but she would definitely achieve her goal.

Mr. Qi led her into the study, sat down in front of the desk, and motioned Sang Jiuyue to sit down as well. "I asked you to come here today to discuss the next plan." Mr. Qi's eyes were bright and full of confidence. Sang Jiuyue nodded quickly, her eyes full of determination and trust, "Mr. Qi, whatever you say, I will listen to you."

Sang Jiuyue's face was full of amazement, but Mr. Qi just smiled lightly and said calmly: "It's just a small asset of my family." The tone of his voice made it seem as if this limited edition treasure that is rarely seen in the world is just an ordinary item in the home.

As Mr. Qi led Sang Jiuyue towards the study, he continued, "In my opinion, these material possessions are just embellishments of life. What is really important is a person's vision and ability to control the situation." Sang Jiuyue nodded hurriedly, and her admiration for Mr. Qi grew in her heart, and she felt that it was the right choice for her to cling to Mr. Qi.

As Mr. Qi led Sang Jiuyue towards the study, he casually mentioned, "This mansion is not usually lived in. It is only used occasionally to entertain distinguished guests." Sang Jiuyue was slightly startled and thought to himself, the mansion is so luxurious just for entertaining distinguished guests, the financial resources of Mr. Qi's family are truly amazing.

The two of them entered the study, and Mr. Qi sat down behind the large desk, raising his hand to signal Sang Jiuyue to sit opposite him. After Sang Jiuyue sat down, Mr. Qi straightened his expression and said, "At present, your image building has begun to show results, and we will plan a series of exposure activities for you next."

Sang Jiuyue nodded seriously, her eyes locked on Mr. Qi, afraid of missing a word. Mr. Qi continued: "First, I will arrange for you to participate in a popular variety show. With your talent and new image, you will definitely attract a lot of attention. At the same time, I will contact several fashion magazines to fight for a cover photo opportunity for you." Sang Jiuyue's hands trembled with excitement, and she responded hurriedly: "Mr. Qi, I will do my best and live up to your expectations." Mr. Qi showed a satisfied smile: "Very good, as long as it goes according to plan, becoming a first-line star is just around the corner."

The two walked into the study. President Qi sat down behind the large desk, raised his hand to motion for Sang Jiuyue to sit opposite him, and his expression became serious: "Let's get back to the topic. The next plan is crucial. We must strike while the iron is hot and let you quickly gain a foothold in the entertainment industry." Sang Jiuyue straightened his back, listened attentively, his eyes full of determination and expectation.

In the luxuriously decorated office of General Manager Qi, the lights are bright, making every exquisite decoration shine. General Manager Qi sits behind a huge solid wood desk, wearing a neatly tailored high-end suit, exuding a strong and confident aura.

Sang Jiuyue stood in front of the desk, her posture was straight. President Qi raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a determined smile, and slowly said: "Sang Jiuyue, as long as you are willing to help me gain benefits, this mansion on the top of the mountain overlooking the night view of the entire city will be yours. Not only that, the subsequent wealth and resources will continue to flow to you."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with surprise. She slightly widened her eyes and looked around the office. The scene of herself living in that mansion appeared in her mind. Without any hesitation, she smiled brightly and said with enthusiasm and eagerness: "I do! Mr. Qi, you don't know that I have been looking forward to an opportunity to show my skills. It is my dream to be appreciated by you."

She took a step forward, her hands unconsciously clenched, her voice trembling slightly with excitement: "I'm so happy! The mansion makes my heart beat fast just thinking about it. Don't worry, as long as it is something you ask me to do, I will do my best and will never let you down. No matter how difficult the task is, I will do my best to complete it and guarantee that it will bring you rich benefits."

In the luxurious and spacious office, the crystal chandelier casts bright light, illuminating every corner. Mr. Qi sits behind his imposing desk, playing with a fountain pen in his hand, his eyes sharp and shrewd. Sang Jiuyue stands in front of the desk, leaning forward slightly, with just the right amount of respect on his face.

"Mr. Qi," Sang Jiuyue said, her voice clear and a little anxious, "Do you think it's time to let the media report my new identity?" There was a gleam of anticipation in her eyes, and her hands were unconsciously clasped in front of her.

Upon hearing this, President Qi put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Sang Jiuyue for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons. "Well, you can't rush this matter." President Qi spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful, "Although everything is in preparation, we have to wait for the right time. The current situation is not mature enough, and the media's premature intervention is likely to cause unnecessary trouble."

Sang Jiuyue nodded slightly, but she still couldn't hide her disappointment. "I understand your considerations, Mr. Qi." Sang Jiuyue said hurriedly, "It's just that I'm looking forward to appearing in a new identity and starting a new life. Don't worry, no matter when to act, I'm fully prepared."

President Qi leaned back in her chair, her eyes sharp. After thinking for a moment, she said, "The time is not right yet. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Let's put the media matter aside for now." After that, she stood up, took out a card that was shining with a faint light from her exquisite leather handbag, and handed it to Sang Jiuyue.

"This is a higher-level black gold card than the previous one. With it, you can call upon top resources. Whether it's top connections or scarce materials, just use them as long as you need them."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and she took it with trembling hands. The moment her fingertips touched the card, an indescribable excitement surged in her heart.

"Boss Qi, this... is too expensive. Don't worry, I will live up to your trust and get things done."

Mr. Qi smiled faintly, said nothing more, turned around and walked away with a confident step. The office door slowly closed, and Sang Jiuyue stood there alone, tightly holding the black gold card, her eyes full of longing and ambition.

Sang Jiuyue tightly grasped the black gold card. When Mr. Qi disappeared at the door, the excitement in her eyes instantly turned into an impatient action. She immediately took out her mobile phone and called a top stylist in the fashion industry. This stylist usually only serves first-line superstars, and the appointment list is scheduled for a year later, but Sang Jiuyue relied on the black gold card in her hand and said confidently: "I am Sang Jiuyue, introduced by Mr. Qi. I need you to create a new image for me within a week, and use all the best resources for me." When the stylist on the other end of the phone heard Mr. Qi's name, his attitude immediately became respectful and he promised.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue immediately contacted the private jet rental company, her voice crisp and clear: "Help me arrange the fastest private jet. I will fly to Milan tomorrow morning. Yes, I want the top configuration, and money is not a problem." With the powerful authority of the Black Gold Card, she easily handled her travel arrangements.

Then, she contacted the most prestigious jeweler in Milan, informed them of her arrival time, and asked them to prepare a batch of unique top-grade jewelry to match her new look. Sang Jiuyue knew that if she wanted to completely change her image and stand out in the circle, these top-grade resources were indispensable. At this moment, the black gold card in her hand was like a master key, opening the door to the world of top-grade resources for her, allowing her to fully embark on her own gorgeous transformation journey.

Sang Jiuyue sat in the luxurious seat of a private jet, which was speeding towards Milan. The sea of clouds was rolling outside the window, but she was thinking about her mother at home. She had been so busy preparing for her new identity that she forgot to bring her mother to her side.

At this moment, the phone rang, and the screen showed an incoming call from her mother. Sang Jiyue felt warm in her heart, and quickly answered the call: "Mom." On the other end of the phone, her mother's gentle and concerned voice came: "Jiyue, you have been away from home these few days. Are you doing well? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well?"

Sang Jiuyue's nose felt sore and her eyes turned red. She suppressed her emotions and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I live in a comfortable place and eat good food. How about you at home?" The mother smiled and said, "Everything is fine at home. You don't have to worry about me. It's just that you are alone outside, and I am always thinking about you."

Sang Jiuyue hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell her mother: "Mom, I will pick you up in a while, and we will never be separated. I am now able to let you live a good life." Her mother responded with relief on the other end of the phone: "Okay, okay, as long as you live well, mother will be happy."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue secretly made up her mind that after this trip to Milan was over, she would pick up her mother first. With her mother by her side, this upcoming new life would have real meaning.

Sang Jiuyue suppressed her anxiety and tried to make her tone sound more natural: "Mother, when the news spread that I jumped off the building, what was my father's reaction?"

Sang Jiuyue's mother chuckled with some calculation: "When he first found out, he froze, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock. I guess he never thought that his adopted daughter would have such a thing happen."

She paused, then continued, "Later, I saw him sitting alone on a stone bench in the garden, his brows knitted into a knot. Although there were no tears on his face, his expression looked quite sad. But after all, he is not his biological son, so this sadness is just like that."

A barely perceptible sneer appeared on Sang Jiuyue's lips: "I didn't expect that he would really be so pretentious."

Sang Jiuyue's mother hurriedly warned: "No matter what, he has raised you for so many years, so he still has some sincerity. If we still want to benefit from him in the future, we can't be too cold on the surface."

Sang Jiuyue replied, "I understand, mother. When I finish this matter, I will go back and make a good show of it to get more benefits from him."

Sang Jiuyue raised a sly smile and said to her mother on the other end of the phone, "Mother, please wait patiently for a while. When I make a grand appearance with my new identity, I will take you over immediately. Then I will announce to the public that you are my hired agent."

"With my new identity and your help, we will definitely have everything we want in the future. Those who looked down on us in the past will have to look at us with new eyes." Sang Jiuyue's eyes flashed with greed and his tone was full of determination.

"Just think about it. From now on, we will be driven by luxury cars, live in luxury houses, and attend banquets held by the upper class. You won't have to work so hard like before. Just enjoy a leisurely life."

Sang Jiuyue's mother laughed so hard on the other end of the phone, "My dear daughter, I've been looking forward to that day. You must be careful and don't make any mistakes."

Sang Jiuyue responded confidently: "Don't worry, mother, everything is in my plan. Once I gain a firm foothold, we will completely turn things around."

The show venue of Milan Fashion Week is like a dreamy fashion palace, with dazzling lights, interweaving a blurred and gorgeous world of light and shadow. The T stage is slender and rich in texture, like a golden road leading to the pinnacle of fashion.

The music started, with a strong and rhythmic beat, like the powerful beating of the pulse of fashion. The first model walked out from behind the scenes, her posture was as straight as a pine tree, her steps were precise and rhythmic, and every step was in time with the beat of the music. The clothes on her body were masterpieces carefully crafted by the designer, with gorgeous fabrics shining and exquisite tailoring that fit the body curves, and every detail exuding unparalleled charm.

As the models appeared one after another, the whole show seemed to be injected with a fresh soul. Some models wore exaggerated and avant-garde designs, with bold color collisions and unique styling designs, which made people shine and showed the pioneering attitude of fashion; some wore elegant and retro dresses, with delicate lace and exquisite embroidery, which perfectly blended the classic and the modern, exuding a charming aristocratic atmosphere.

Milan Fashion Week came to a successful conclusion, and everyone moved to the luxurious banquet hall. The crystal chandeliers cast a golden glow, illuminating the handsome men and beautiful women in the room.

In the center of the hall, a huge ice sculpture emits a cold blue light, surrounded by carefully placed flowers, and the rich fragrance permeates the air. Men in neat suits and ladies in gorgeous dresses interweave to form a dazzling ocean.

The models on the catwalk changed out of their catwalk clothes and wore more exquisite evening gowns. They were graceful and had confident smiles on their faces, becoming the focus of attention at the banquet. The designers were surrounded by the crowd, accepting everyone's praise and congratulations, with pride shining in their eyes.

The food provided at the banquet was exquisite, and the dishes on the plates looked like works of art. Holding champagne, the guests walked among the crowd, chatting quietly and sharing their feelings and insights about the fashion week.

In a corner of the hall, a small band was playing melodious jazz music, and the soothing melody added a touch of romance and comfort to the banquet. People swayed gently to the rhythm of the music, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.

On the other side of the hall, several editors of fashion magazines were sitting together, enthusiastically discussing which show would be the cover theme of the next issue of the magazine. They gestured from time to time, and their eyes revealed their keen insight into fashion trends. The entire banquet was filled with joy, peace and infinite enthusiasm for fashion.

The banquet venue of Milan Fashion Week can be described as a dreamy fashion palace. The dazzling crystal chandeliers cast dazzling light, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day, and the light bounced and refracted on the smooth marble floor, reflecting a gorgeous light and shadow. The walls were hung with priceless art paintings, which complemented the guests in gorgeous costumes.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and high-end perfumes, and the soft and soothing classical music flowed like a gurgling stream in every corner. The men in neat suits were graceful, and the ladies in exquisitely tailored dresses were like flowers blooming in the night, with their skirts swaying gently with their steps, shining brightly.

Sang Jiuyue stood in the corner, holding a glass of ruby-red wine in her hand, and was talking quietly with the person next to her. She looked up at the entrance and suddenly a familiar figure came into her sight. It was Ruili, wearing a black slim-fitting suit and skirt, with an upright posture and capable steps.

The moment she saw Ruili, Sang Jiuyue's pupils suddenly dilated, and she couldn't suppress the surprise in her eyes. She was too excited, and suddenly choked on a mouthful of red wine and started coughing violently. She leaned forward uncontrollably, her hands tightly covering her mouth, her shoulders shook violently, her face flushed, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

At this time, Yi Shuqi was walking by, chatting and laughing with a friend. He turned his head inadvertently, and this scene happened to fall into his sight. Yi Shuqi suddenly stopped, and his eyes were fixed on Sang Jiuyue.

Ruili walked quickly to Sang Jiuyue, patted her on the back, handed her a tissue, and said with a worried look on her face: "Be careful." Sang Jiuyue slowed down, raised her head, and said in a hoarse and anxious voice: "Hello, Sister Ruili, this is such a surprise."

The sound of "Hello, Sister Ruili" floated into Yi Shuqi's ears, like an electric current that instantly hit him. His eyes instantly became sharp, and he froze in place. The tone of voice, the unique ending tone, was exactly the same as the voice of Sang Zhiyue deep in his memory.

Yi Shuqi frowned and looked at Sang Jiuyue again and again. Although her makeup was exquisite, her hairstyle and temperament were very different from before, the familiar voice that just came out of her mouth was like a key, opening the door of doubt in his heart. His eyes were full of doubts and exploration, trying to uncover the mystery of this strange yet familiar woman in front of him.

Hearing the voice that sounded like Sang Jiuyue's "Hello, Sister Ruili", Yi Shuqi stopped in her tracks, her eyes instantly sharpened, and she stared at Sang Jiuyue closely. At this time, her best friend beside her pulled her arm and said anxiously: "Hurry up, our favorite designer is over there, if you don't go now, you won't have a chance to talk to her!"

Yi Shuqi came to her senses and looked around. Everywhere were people dressed up and chatting happily. (End of this chapter)