CHAPTER 253: CONCEALING CONCERNS

After returning home and taking a bath, she received a call from Young Master Ye Second. Wen Nuan didn’t mention what happened that night, only saying that she had participated in a public welfare program. She wasn’t one to harbor resentment and didn’t want to cause trouble for Young Master Ye Second.

She had just told Cai Xiaojing to let the matter rest and not tell Ye Feimo.

The kidnapping of Wen Lan and Xiao Nian was still fresh in her memory, as if it happened yesterday. Ye Feimo often made enemies in the business world, leading to some friction, but it wouldn’t be enough to kill him. However, those people tonight, at first glance, were clearly not benevolent types. Even if the Ye family was powerful enough to deter them for a while, she feared they would seek revenge later. She didn’t want such a cycle of vengeance.

If it harmed Ye Feimo, it would be even more undesirable for her. So Wen Nuan preferred to hide this incident and keep Ye Feimo from knowing.

It was just being forced to drink a bottle of wine; it wasn’t a big deal.

They chatted for a while, then Wen Nuan, too tired, fell asleep.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, there was a jewelry exhibition in Milan. Anning International’s 5203 series jewelry was participating. Cai Xiaojing canceled all of Wen Nuan’s activities and took her to Milan for this jewelry exhibition.

A group of over ten people majestically set off for Milan.

This was Wen Nuan’s first time participating in such an international jewelry exhibition. Brand ambassadors from various major brands attended this event together, giving it the feel of a fashion show. Anning’s team had stylists style Wen Nuan in a European and American fashion.

In simple terms, this was an international show.

With dazzling lights, exquisite jewelry, and various top models and celebrities taking the stage, the venue was bustling. For three consecutive days, she showcased Anning jewelry, with dedicated makeup artists, stylists, and directors assisting her. Every word to be spoken, every pose to be struck, had to follow their instructions.

It was her first time on such an international stage. She had participated in domestic jewelry exhibitions before, but the feeling was completely different from this one; it wasn’t on the same level.

Under the intense spotlights, the center of attention, standing at the pinnacle of the world of jewelry, embodying its splendor, beauty, and nobility, ascending to the international stage—any woman would feel a sense of vanity and superiority.

She began to understand why domestic artists hoped for an opportunity to attend international events, and why every star who went to an overseas fashion show took pride in it.

So, this was that feeling.

A queen-like enjoyment, proud and commanding.

Fortunately, Wen Nuan’s English wasn’t bad, and with Director Li personally managing everything, she got to know many people during this tour: models, artists, and influential figures in the jewelry industry.

Such events significantly elevated an artist’s status.

Throughout the three-day event, Wen Nuan consistently upheld Anning Jewelry’s core philosophy: dignified, magnificent, with every subtle expression perfectly meeting the requirements.

Such high-standard work was tiring, but also very rewarding.

Domestic media had already published photos of Wen Nuan attending this jewelry event. The photos were grand, noble, and very stylish, drawing various praises, though there were also quite a few skeptical voices.

East Asians generally found it difficult to carry off European and American styles of clothing; they often looked like little girls who had secretly worn their older sister’s shoes. Especially since Wen Nuan had a very small frame, it was even harder for her to carry off stylish clothes.

However, the accompanying stylist this time was Anning International’s most famous stylist, and there were also dedicated personnel guiding them in Milan. Anning paid great attention to this jewelry exhibition, so the details were handled meticulously. Although she couldn’t be compared to truly stylish individuals, she at least stood on stage alongside a group of European and American artists without feeling inferior.

She herself was very satisfied with this event. It was the best public event she had participated in since her debut.

She clearly felt the gap between domestic and international standards.

There was a good reason why so many people wanted to break out of the country and step onto the world stage.

After the event, the group returned to the hotel. Wen Nuan finally kicked off her high heels and flopped onto the comfortable bed. Anning International’s benefits were truly excellent. Attending such international events not only offered high compensation but also the best benefits. They stayed at the Milan Hotel, which Wen Nuan adored the moment she arrived; it was so comfortable.

Cai Xiaojing tidied her shoes to the side and shook her head, watching Wen Nuan playfully roll around on the bed. Wen Nuan had always appeared innocent and charming in public. If this scene were exposed, the goddess image many people held of her might come crashing down.

"Sister Xiaojing, can we go back to China tomorrow?"

"No hurry. They’ll go back first. Director Li and some others plan to stay and play a few more days before returning. What about you?"

Wen Nuan suddenly sprang up from the bed, kneeling and hugging a pillow as she asked Cai Xiaojing, "Sister Xiaojing, how far is Rome from here?"

"By plane, it’s the fastest..."

"Not by plane. I want to take a train or a slow train. I can see the scenery along the way; flying is too boring," Wen Nuan said. Ye Feimo had extended his stay in Rome for a few days, and she wanted to go find him. Anyway, traveling alone wasn’t very interesting for her. She loved Italy the most, and Ye Feimo seemed very familiar with it. She wanted to find him to be her tour guide, play in Rome first, then go to Venice, then return to Milan for shopping, and then go home.

Good!

That’s perfect.

"The express train is fastest, a little over three hours," Cai Xiaojing said. Before she could say anything else, Wen Nuan interrupted excitedly, "Then the express train it is! Help me buy a ticket; I want to go to Rome."

Cai Xiaojing looked at her with a strange expression, enduring it before turning her face away, her eye twitching. Wen Nuan was bewildered. What was she doing? Cai Xiaojing said, "You should call Young Master Ye Second first. Do you know where he is exactly? You’ll definitely get lost if you go to Rome."

This person’s sense of direction was exceptionally poor.

Besides, Young Master Ye Second wasn’t even in Rome.

"Oh, right. He has to pick me up. No, wait, I want to give him a surprise; it wouldn’t be fun if he had to pick me up." Wen Nuan seriously pondered this problem. Cai Xiaojing wanted to complain.

"What surprise? If you get lost, it’ll be a fright, not a surprise. By the way, I asked you two days ago if you wanted to go to Rome to find Young Master Ye Second, and you said you didn’t miss him at all. Now you’re changing your mind so quickly."

"Well, I didn’t miss him at all yesterday, but I suddenly miss him today," Wen Nuan rolled back with her pillow, pulled out her phone, and dialed Young Master Ye Second’s number. It rang for a while before someone picked up. Wen Nuan blurted out, "Ye Feimo, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"What’s wrong?" Ye Feimo asked with a laugh.

Wen Nuan pouted. "What’s wrong?" He just asked such a simple question. Even if they hadn’t talked for two days, he should have asked, "Nuan Nuan, do you miss me?" But when Wen Nuan imagined Ye Feimo saying that to her in her own tone, she felt completely mortified.