CHAPTER 106: CHAPTER 106: SUPPRESSING POPULARITY 2

In the room, the man with the duckbill cap had already been beaten to a pulp and was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

Shao Ming entered holding a knife and asked coldly, "Did he confess?"

The Darts Leader replied, "He’s a stalker fan."

Shao Ming furrowed his brows slightly, "Su Lingzhi or James?"

"James. He said Miss Su stole his people, and he’s got a murderous intent."

Shao Ming’s lips twisted into a stiff smile as he looked down at the man on the floor, his eyes full of disdain and disbelief.

He knew things were open abroad, but today he had truly seen it all.

He thought the man would be formidable, but with such rudimentary skills, he dared to come here and cause trouble.

After being at a loss for words for a long time, he finally blurted out, "Quite bold, he must be a madman."

The Darts Leader asked, "How should we handle it?"

"Throw him to the police."

Living on the same floor, the commotion naturally drifted to Rika, so she opened the door and saw several of their bodyguards dragging a person past her.

Rika gave her assistant a glance.

The assistant understood and quickly went to handle it.

After pondering for a while, she ultimately walked to Su Lingzhi’s room, said a few comforting words, and left reassured.

The matter wasn’t big but wasn’t small either.

For those involved, a psychological shadow was inevitable.

Thus, the next day, at Rika’s request, the security system for the whole fashion week venue was reinforced.

As they were entering the venue, Rika’s assistant came to report, "Madam, the investigation into our brand’s overshadowing yesterday is complete."

Rika’s elegant and kind face instantly turned stern, "Who did it?"

The assistant glanced at Su Lingzhi, then leaned forward and whispered a name in Rika’s ear.

At this moment, Rika looked towards Su Lingzhi, her tightly knit brows filled with strong helplessness.

Seeing them repeatedly glance at her, Su Lingzhi was of course aware that this matter was most likely related to her, but after watching the show yesterday, she thought netizens would again discuss her and James’ relationship.

But she hadn’t seen any relevant remarks online, not even a hint of the Lyrae fashion show’s topic.

She originally thought it was due to the show’s poor execution; but now it seemed someone was manipulating things behind the scenes.

That person behind it,...

Connecting it to Lili, she suddenly became anxious.

Rika rubbed her forehead in thought for a while, then unexpectedly changed her mind, taking Su Lingzhi’s hand and said, "We’re not watching this show today, let’s see another one."

Su Lingzhi looked at her puzzled, "Which one do we watch?"

"You’ll see when we get there."

They directly left the venue and went to another location.

The entrance was hurried; they didn’t even see the brand name before Rika led her to sit in the first-row seats.

It’s unknown what kind of show this was, but judging by the expressions of those around, it seemed highly anticipated.

Rika handed her a voting device, softly asking her, "How does your boyfriend usually treat you?"

"Pretty well," Su Lingzhi replied hesitantly, clutching her dress tightly, and asked her, "Mommy, was Lyrae’s suppression his doing?"

Rika gently patted her head, "Whether it was or wasn’t, it’s none of your business; it’s the vendetta between him and me."

By saying this, it was obvious he did it.

Not knowing what grudge was between them, but the show was indeed the designer’s two months of hard work, all ruined like this.

Moreover, Mommy’s intent to invite James had no effect whatsoever.

But...

She remembered clearly how Lili spent a fortune wanting her to design suits, if there was a grudge, how could there be this transaction.

Su Lingzhi was utterly baffled.

Caught in-between, she couldn’t intervene much; she could only try to mediate, "Mommy, I’ll talk to him properly later."

Rika, however, observed everything, showing a somewhat pensive expression.

Being secretly tricked, she surely had resentment, but with the upcoming performance, should Fu Yinli find out, he would be even angrier.

She let go of her worries, "Let’s not mention him anymore, enjoy the performance later."

"Alright."

Su Lingzhi focused herself.

What unfolded in front of her was a large runway show, everyone held a voting device, and when the light panel lit up, she realized it was a supermodel final show.

The show hadn’t started yet when her phone vibrated.

It was an apology message from James.

She reassured him, not blaming him; he did nothing wrong and didn’t need to take responsibility for his stalker fan’s actions.

The countdown for the show began, and then suddenly, a call from Lili came in.

Su Lingzhi hesitated for a while, reluctantly hung up, and sent him a message: [What’s up?]

[Watching the men’s fashion show today?]

Su Lingzhi replied: [Currently at the supermodel final venue]

After sending the message, there was no response.

Su Lingzhi put away her phone and turned her attention back to the runway.

When the lights came on, the host’s enthusiastic voice echoed, and the audience instantly started cheering wildly.

Su Lingzhi felt like her eardrums were about to burst from their screams, reflexively covering her ears, her brows tightly knit.

"Welcome everyone to the Paris Supermodel Selection Finals, I am today’s host, John."

After warming up the audience, the scene slowly quieted down, listening intently to the rules of the finals.

The general idea was two outfits; their voting device would have 80% power to decide the champion.

With the commencement of the competition, the first model began walking the runway.

Once the person appeared, Su Lingzhi froze instantly.

Amidst the screams, she slowly averted her gaze.

This was a male supermodel selection show, and the first contestant did a bombastic entrance, it was unbearable to watch; in her mind, only the words ’morally degraded’ remained.

She wanted to leave then and there.

As if sensing her discomfort, Rika held her hand, soothing, "It’s just their personal style, don’t mind it."

Su Lingzhi endured the discomfort and continued watching.

Fortunately, some of the subsequent contestants adhered to norms.

After the first round, the second round was putting on apparel, selecting clothes congruent with their style for the runway.

However...

Some people went to great lengths to vie for the championship, pulling out all stops.

Throughout the forty-minute show, she felt structurally tense, never relaxed for a moment.

Finally, all models lined up, waiting for the audience votes.

When the host began asking which model the audience voted for, Su Lingzhi quickly bowed her head, shielding her face with her hand, afraid of being caught by the camera.

Indeed, this was a live broadcast.

And sure enough, the camera actually captured her.

What displayed on the big screen was half of her head, practically nothing.

Spotting her in the audience, the host caught hold of her, "This shy young lady, which number did you vote for?"

Next to her, Rika gave her a reminder, "Lindie, the host is addressing you."

Su Lingzhi dared not show her face, she didn’t want anyone to know she watched this show, so she bowed her head and held up a number: four.