The Ex-Wife Of A Wealthy/Powerful Family Tempts Me To Treat Her Badly/Betray Her - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: “You want to see me.”

This was a completely unexpected answer, but upon closer reflection, it was actually quite reasonable.

The woman’s demeanor was noble and composed; she looked like the cautious, not careless, type.

To be honest, Jiang Yu was initially a little surprised that she would forget something here.

However, Jiang Yu wasn’t narcissistic and wouldn’t attribute the reason for the incident to herself.

But she wasn’t slow either, especially since the woman had already laid her cards on the table. There was nothing left to misunderstand, so she asked directly: “You want to see me.”

“Then would you consider giving me this chance?”

The woman’s tone was frank, completely transparent.

Language always carries unexpected power.

Just like now, the straightforward words instantly caused a subtle shift in the atmosphere between the two.

Many things that might have previously felt awkward or offensive suddenly became less difficult to say.

Jiang Yu looked at the sky outside, aligning her pace with the woman, and said calmly: “You probably understand to some extent that my intentions toward you are not purely innocent.”

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone. Her tone was as relaxed and candid as ever: “I don’t mind.”

“It’s just that before that, I think there are some things I need to make clear to you.”

“Can’t you say it over the phone?” Jiang Yu didn’t follow the woman’s lead, but countered with a smile.

“Actually, I could, but as you said, the current me wants to see you.”

Jiang Yu was silent for a moment, then, after a while, she chuckled and said: “Okay, you name the place.”

The woman on the phone continued: “You will also be attending the TWF in a few days, won’t you?”

“How about we meet then?”

The TWF, known in the industry as the “Fashion Spring Festival Gala,” invites various prominent figures from the fashion world. The subsequent after-party often includes members of top luxury old-money families, making it an undeniable social battlefield.

Counting the days, it was almost time for this year’s event.

Although Jiang Yu had stepped back from the frontline, she had achieved much as a behind-the-scenes professional over the years and never missed the annual fashion spectacle.

She responded with a smile: “Alright, I’ll see you in a few days then.”

“I look forward to our next meeting.”

The call ended. Jiang Yu walked back to where she had spoken to the gym manager and held out her hand for the bag: “I’ve contacted her.”

“Give it to me. I’ll bring it to her in a few days.”

The blonde woman nodded, and after confirming the item had been correctly transferred, she didn’t linger.

Jiang Yu returned to her car, and in the solitude of the space, her gaze rested on the bag for a long time.

The sapphire was bright and conspicuous. In an unexpected way, it served a purpose Jiang Yu had never anticipated.

What exactly was this beautiful mixed-race woman planning to do?

It seemed quite hard to guess.

…

After returning from the climbing gym, Jiang Yu temporarily put the matter with the mixed-race beauty out of her mind and focused on work.

At the company, Ador had returned from vacation. She, along with a few models from the same period, were discussing upcoming work arrangements with Lu Linqiao.

Or, to be more precise, Lu Linqiao was unilaterally arranging their work.

Lu Linqiao liked an expansive view, and her office had glass walls all around. The young women were standing facing her, and she happened to be facing the door, where she saw Jiang Yu.

Guessing Jiang Yu had something to tell her, Lu Linqiao sped up her speech.

So when Jiang Yu walked in, she only heard Lu Linqiao say: “That’s about it for the arrangements. Thank you for your hard work, everyone.”

The young women nodded in agreement, then turned around, saw Jiang Yu, and immediately greeted her warmly: “Jiang Yu Jie!”

In truth, the company had taken on many models intermittently over the years, and employed many agents. However, the promising models with good development prospects had always been personally mentored by Lu Linqiao and Jiang Yu.

The girls currently in Lu Linqiao’s office, besides Ador, included a Chinese-American and an African-American girl. They were all rising stars in the industry, personally brought up by Lu Linqiao and Jiang Yu.

They had all spent many years with Jiang Yu, so their greeting was naturally warm and enthusiastic.

Jiang Yu walked over and greeted the young women. Knowing Jiang Yu and Lu Linqiao had other matters to discuss, the girls didn’t stay long.

After the girls left, Jiang Yu spoke, getting down to business with Lu Linqiao: “Lin Yao is almost ready. I probably need to head back in a while.”

“That fast?”

“Yeah, after all, we’ve been preparing for so many years.”

Under the superposition of various factors, the development of the domestic fashion industry in China is actually not as advanced as it is abroad.

This is an objective fact that is hard to change in the short term.

However, as Chinese citizens, Jiang Yu and Lu Linqiao were eager to do something for the nation’s fashion industry within their capabilities.

Therefore, since the establishment of the modeling agency, the two had planned to shift their business focus back to China after establishing a firm footing abroad.

The areas for this transition, besides the well-established modeling industry, also included model training and a clothing brand.

The training aspect was straightforward, but the establishment of the clothing brand required a lot of preliminary work.

Jiang Yu initiated this endeavor; she had studied fashion design here before and possessed the relevant knowledge.

She hoped their company’s apparel could integrate with traditional craftsmanship.

Thus, Lin Yao had been busy with this matter domestically for the past few years. Now, after two years, the preliminary preparations for the clothing company were nearly complete.

Lu Linqiao stood up: “Then our Boss Jiang will have to work hard, you might need to run between the two places in the future.”

After discussing work matters, Lu Linqiao poured Jiang Yu a cup of coffee and sat down next to her, smiling.

“Now that business is done, let’s talk about something a little less serious.”

“How far along is your relationship with that mixed-race beauty?”

When this topic came up, Jiang Yu was silent for a moment. She took a deep breath and said: “The situation might be a bit complicated.”

“Oh?”

Jiang Yu briefly summarized the situation for Lu Linqiao.

Lu Linqiao took a sip of water, remained silent for a moment, and then asked: “So, what are your thoughts?”

Jiang Yu recalled her phone call with the woman a few days ago.

She stretched, her lips curling up happily: “Let’s just wait. We’ll know whether or not it can work out within the next few days.”