His physiological preference

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Yang Zhiyan looked up. The moment she saw him, she was about to burst into tears.

She could have held back her tears if she hadn't seen Qin Yuzheng.

But the moment she saw Qin Yuzheng, she was like a wronged child, realizing that an adult had arrived. She had someone to back her up. She could cry without restraint.

She felt incredibly vulnerable now, easily on the verge of tears. She wasn't like this before. Before, when faced with problems, she would only think "What should I do?", not "I feel so wronged."

Things are different now. Now, whenever she sees Qin Yuzheng, she feels wronged.

"My model was in a car accident and can't come to the show." Her voice trembled slightly, and she sounded a little aggrieved. She had already tried her best. Why did fate have to play such a cruel trick on her?

"Without models on stage, I can't participate in the competition."

Qin Yuzheng looked at her reddened eyes. He reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Just find another model," he said.

Yang Zhiyan shook her head, her voice muffled. "Easier said than done. I don't know any models, and even models might not suit my cheongsam. Cheongsams are custom-made; they need to fit perfectly to look good."

Qin Yuzheng looked at her. "What kind of model do you want? I'll find one for you."

Yang Zhiyan was taken aback. "Is that alright?"

"Of course," Qin Yuzheng said firmly.

Qin Yushang and Mu Cheng both own entertainment companies, so finding a model shouldn't be difficult.

"Oh right, she also has powerful backers." Yang Zhiyan's tears turned into laughter, and the tears in her eyes made her smile look like the sun after a rainstorm.

Yang Zhiyan stated her requirements: a height of over 1.7 meters, smooth shoulder and back lines, a slim waist, and a classical temperament.

While she was speaking, Qin Yuzheng had already dialed Qin Yushang's number and then handed her the phone.

"Tell him."

Yang Zhiyan took the phone and hesitated for a moment.

She recalled the awkward moment last time when she hugged Qin Yushang and called him "Azheng," and even bumped into his arms.

The three of us have been too busy for the past month and haven't been able to arrange a formal meeting.

Qin Yuzheng said he would make arrangements after her cheongsam competition, and then she could have dinner with her grandmother. She had already agreed.

She put away those random thoughts and explained the model's requirements to Qin Yushang.

After listening, Qin Yushang remained silent for two seconds, then said a name. When Yang Zhiyan heard that name, her hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.

Fan Lei is a top-tier actress in China, known for her classical beauty and superb acting skills, having starred in several popular period dramas.

Her figure is well-proportioned, and photos of her wearing cheongsams have gone viral online, earning her the title of "the female celebrity who is most suitable for wearing cheongsams" from netizens.

Yang Zhiyan couldn't believe she could work with someone like that.

"She happened to be attending an event in Haicheng," Qin Yushang said. "I called her and told her to come over immediately."

The call ended. Yang Zhiyan held her phone, looking at Qin Yuzheng. "Fan Lei," she said, "your brother said Fan Lei is coming."

Qin Yuzheng nodded and said, "Hmm." He seemed to know nothing about the celebrity.

After hanging up on Yang Zhiyan, Qin Yushang dialed Fan Lei's number.

Fan Lei was touching up her makeup in her hotel room; she had an event to attend that evening.

When she saw the three words "Qin Yushang" on her phone screen, her heart skipped a beat.

She has been in the industry for five years and has reached her current position. In addition to her good looks and acting skills, she is also inseparable from the company's strong support.

Behind the company's strong support is Qin Yushang's money. People online are speculating whether she's Qin Yushang's sugar daddy; she might even want to, but Qin Yushang has always kept things strictly business.

The two never interacted privately. She had asked him out for dinner, but he said he was too busy.

She texted him to wish him a happy holiday, and he replied with "Happy Holidays too," and then nothing more. She assumed he wasn't interested in her. She thought she had no chance.

The phone is ringing now.

Fan Lei answered the phone, her voice perfectly controlled, carrying just the right amount of pleasantness. "Hello, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yushang didn't exchange pleasantries. "You're in Haicheng?"

"Yes, I'm here for a brand event."

"Put down what you're doing now and help me with a qipao fashion show." Qin Yushang gave her the address.

Fan Lei paused, her hand holding the phone still. A fashion show? A big star like her, walking the runway for a small cheongsam competition?

Her first thought was reluctance. It wasn't that she was being arrogant; she felt it was beneath her. She always walked for top international brands; when had she ever walked in a place like this?

"Someone will pick you up when you arrive. My sister-in-law's model had a problem, so you'll have to stand in for her at the show," Qin Yushang's voice came again.

The CEO's sister-in-law's competition? The CEO's sister-in-law? Could the CEO be there too? If she goes, she'll be helping the CEO. This is an opportunity to get close to him.

"Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll be right there," she said.

Qin Yushang sensed the pleasure in her tone and frowned. "If you delay my sister-in-law's competition, neither of us will have a good time. Once you arrive, you'll have to follow my sister-in-law's arrangements."

Fan Lei refocused and became serious. "Don't worry, President Qin, I will cooperate fully."

Qin Yushang hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys, and went out. When he arrived at the venue, Fan Lei was already there.

She arrived before him, standing at the backstage entrance, wearing a beige trench coat, sunglasses, and her long hair draped over her shoulders.

Her assistant stood beside her, carrying a bag. People around her had already recognized her; some were whispering, others were taking pictures.

Fan Lei stood there, composed, as if she were used to being watched.

Qin Yushang walked over. When Fan Lei saw him, she took off her sunglasses, and the corners of her mouth curved into a perfectly timed smile.

"President Qin." Her voice was both eager and restrained.

Qin Yushang nodded, didn't look at her again, and turned to walk inside.

Fan Lei followed him through the corridor and into the backstage area. Qin Yushang found Yang Zhiyan in a corner and walked over.

"Sister-in-law," he called out.

Yang Zhiyan turned her head. Fan Lei, standing behind Qin Yushang, noticed at first glance that Yang Zhiyan was very pretty, but not stunning; she was the kind of person who grew on you and became more pleasing to the eye the more you looked at her.

She wore a light blue cheongsam with a petticoat underneath, and her walk was graceful and elegant.

Fan Lei thought to herself, "This is the president's sister-in-law? She doesn't look like a rich person."

Fan Lei smiled, stepped forward, and was about to call her "sister-in-law".

Qin Yushang turned his head and glanced at her. He introduced her, "This is Miss Yang. Just follow her instructions."

Fan Lei swallowed the words "sister-in-law" and replaced them with a more polite "Ms. Yang, hello, I am Fan Lei."

Yang Zhiyan looked at the person in front of her, whom she had only seen on TV and in magazines. The person was even more beautiful in person than in photos. She took a deep breath and reached out her hand.

"Teacher Fan, thank you for your hard work. The cheongsam is over there, please try it on first, and I'll alter it if it doesn't fit."

Fan Lei followed Yang Zhiyan to the clothes rack. The moon-white cheongsam hung there, and the light shone on it, making the white magnolia embroidery glow softly.

Fan Lei reached out and touched the fabric; it was silk and smooth.

Her fingertips slid over the butterfly clasp on her collar; the clasp was so exquisitely made that the silver threads on its wings shimmered in the light.

Fan Lei thought to herself, "The craftsmanship is truly excellent."