Chapter 1: Encounter at the Bar

  Ya Ou is a sweet and elegant lady, the store has not yet opened, but just by displaying some samples in the window, it has attracted a large number of customers to inquire about the opening time every day. With the addition of effective advertising, it was suddenly bustling with activity.

  On that busiest street, across from Ya Ou was Xing Ou. Xing Ou had also been decorated, but compared to Ya Ou, it seemed much colder and more deserted.

  The style is a high and mighty queen, confident and independent, proud of the world, as if it were noble and sacred, pure and inviolable, just this point, refused to let most people watch.

  What's even more surprising is that Xingou has not yet opened, and hasn't even released a sample garment, but it's already started promoting its high-end bespoke women's clothing at outrageous prices!

  Yue Juanmo stated that Xing Ou only accepts five orders per month, meaning that each month, he will only make bespoke clothes for five people. The price starts at 5 million, and every piece of clothing is personally designed by Xing Kong himself. Moreover, within a year, he refuses to accept repeated orders!

  These conditions fully demonstrate the dignity and uniqueness of Xīng ōu, and with Xīng Kōng being a world-renowned fashion designer, wearing her specially designed clothes not only makes one unique but also showcases their distinct identity. The only drawback is that the price...is a bit too high.

  "I'm saying, are you never going to open for business?" Qiao Bai sat in the quiet store, with his legs crossed, looking arrogant. "Five million is just five million, and it's still five million from the start. Are you selling clothes or robbing a bank?!"

  Ye Xuanmo gazed at the store's decoration, casually explaining, "If we make 5 million, we only need to sell 5 pieces of clothing per month, and we can earn 25 million. After deducting costs, we'll still make a profit of at least 20 million, definitely beating Ya Ou across the street!"

  Yaqiu is after all a mid-to-high-end clothing brand, the price can't be too high, but apart from all the store's expenses and employee costs, their net income, wanting to reach 200 million, is not easy. In the beginning, Xingkong rented out all the stores, the purpose was just this.

  "Five million, oh my god! Only an idiot would come and buy a broken piece of clothing!" One million was already too much, now five million? Qiao Bai thought Ye Xuan's joke had gone a bit too far.

  "Do you think I'm selling clothes?" Ye Xuan's careless reply.

  "What are you selling? Are you going to sell me and Cui Jie?" Qiao Bai said with a proud face.

  "Vanity!" Ye Xuan's smile was tinged with a hint of mockery.

  "Cut!" Joe Bai disdainfully turned away!

  "Anyone who orders custom-made clothes is usually attending an important social gathering, wanting to steal the spotlight. Clothes are key, so what I want to sell them is something high-end and one-of-a-kind, a symbol of vanity." Ye Xuan said confidently.

  "Alright, alright, no matter what you want to sell, it's all about the atmosphere!" Qiao Bai pointed at Ya Ou's store across the street, "Look at how many people gather outside their store every day, and then look at our place, nobody even notices us!"

  "They are not our target customers!" Ye Xuanmo looked around and turned to Yang Guoer beside her, "Guoer, go buy some of the best coffee and tea, as well as some pastries and fruit."

  "Alright!" Yang Guo'er still had a silly look on her face.

  Ye Xuanmo was very satisfied with the decoration here. The first floor is for receiving customers, and the second floor is for trying on clothes, as well as measuring their sizes. The third and fourth floors are for making clothes. No matter which floor, the decoration is extremely luxurious, and no matter where, it can be visited by customers.

  Now everything is ready, only the opening is missing. At the time of the opening, Ye Xuanmu plans to prepare a fashion show, hire some well-known models, and some influential media outlets to create momentum for Star Europe.

  These days, Ye Xuanmo has been unable to contact Gu Jiaxiang. She seems to be deliberately avoiding her. This time's publicity, Gu Jiaxiang helped a lot. Originally, she planned to invite Gu Jiaxiang home and let her son make a big meal to reward her well, but she didn't even answer the phone.

  What is this girl doing?

  Ye Xuanmo walked out while dialing Gu Jiaxi's phone, but what came through was the voicemail. Forget it, just leave a message then!

  "Jia Jing, it's me. Why didn't you answer my call? If you're free, remember to return my call or come directly to my house..." Ye Xuanmo was about to say something else, but sensed someone behind her and had to hang up here."

  Ye Xuan turned around and saw Lin Xue, whom she had not seen for a long time. He still looked like a pretty boy, with features so delicate that it was almost impossible to tell whether he was male or female. His flaxen-colored long hair added to his elegance, and the wheelchair under him seemed unable to conceal his charm. However, the smile at the corner of his lips did not seem very friendly.

  "What's going on, did your good sister turn against you?" Lin Xue seemed to be delighted to see this result. Gu Jiaxiang occupied a very important position in her heart. If their relationship were to break down, Xingkong would be in great pain. And seeing her in pain was his greatest pleasure.

  Seeing Lin Xue, Ye Xuanfen mustered up her spirit to respond, "You're not that nosy, are you?"

  "Why don't you care about yourself?" Lin Xue smiled calmly, and if not for the sinister smile at the corner of her lips, this sentence would have sounded like genuine concern from the bottom of her heart.

  "Why don't you worry about whether I'm suffering now?" Ye Xuan's eyes sparkled with a cold smile, "I'm afraid that would be disappointing for you. The Star Europe is about to open, and I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself."

  "Is it?" Lin Xue laughed even more wickedly. "If Star Europe can't open or performs poorly, you won't be in pain either?"

  "Lin Xue, what are you up to again in secret?" Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

  "Was it enjoyable drinking water from a glass jar last time?" Lin Xue's face was calm and serene, as if inquiring about an old friend.

  "It's indeed you and Mo Hanxin who did it," Ye Xuanmo sneered, "but until now, I'm still alive and well."

  "I even took pictures," Lin Xue laughed brightly, "your Ou Zong knows that all of this was done by us, yet he still sits idly by and does nothing. Shouldn't you consider changing your backer?"

  "It's not that I don't want to, it's just not the right time. He is giving me a chance to defeat you again and make you lose miserably once more. Otherwise, you would have left by now, so who would accompany me to continue playing?"

  Lin Xue suppressed her anger, "Xing Kong, you said, your past is so embarrassing, if everyone knows about it, who will still come to order clothes from you?"

  "Threat?" Ye Xuanmo was fearless and unafraid, leaning in close to Lin Xue, "Then what about your past? Was everything beautiful back then?"

  "So let's take a look at whose influence is greater and how."

  "See you to the end!" Ye Xuanmo stood up straight, looked up and down at this man who was now half a head shorter than her, "Do you want me to push you back? Can you take care of yourself in this state?"

  "Maybe one day, you'll look even uglier than me!" Lin Xue said in anger.

  "Oh, so you admit that you look terrible now?" The war of words, Ye Xuan's fearlessness was genuine, "What's your worst move? Bring it on! I'll accompany you to the end!"

  "Then take good care of your family's store!" After finishing speaking, Lin Xue turned around and walked away in her wheelchair.