"This time we have launched a collection that consists entirely of formal wear and evening gowns, all of which have been personally designed by Mr. Huangfu..."
Seated in a corner, Gan Yuan found an empty chair to settle into as the host had already finished the introduction and announced that the fashion show was officially starting.
The lights dimmed, leaving only the runway illuminated. The entrance doors parted, and Gan Tang was the first to step onto the catwalk.
As the opening model of the entire show, the little guy dazzled in a white suit, his beautiful face and innate elegance immediately capturing all eyes upon his entrance.
Walking with ease, he was truly like a little prince, his young face void of any trace of concern or stage fright.
Gan Yuan’s lips curled into a proud smile—her son was indeed handsome!
It wasn’t just the reporters and photographers who were captivated; even the fashion elites couldn’t resist pulling out their phones to snap pictures of the little guy.
Focusing on her son’s figure until he vanished backstage, Gan Yuan silently released a sigh of relief.
Claiming not to worry would be a lie; after all, this was her little guy’s very first show, and what mother wouldn’t worry?
"You’ve raised him well."
A pleasant baritone voice resonated by her ear.
Knowing Huangfu Jue was sitting behind her, Gan Yuan didn’t turn around.
"Of course," she replied, pride seeping through every word.
Having such an outstanding son, she certainly had every right to be proud.
The man behind her said nothing more, and naturally, Gan Yuan didn’t take the initiative to engage him, instead turning her attention back to the show.
While she watched the show, he watched her.
Both were in the dark, but from his angle, her delicate hair was touched by a faint light, creating a glistening sheen on her elegant neck and her skin in the dim light.
Her straight back, and the line formed by her neck and shoulders, was so beautiful it took his breath away.
He almost couldn’t help himself as he leaned in closer to her.
Her scent was a subtle hint of rosemary...
Inhaling her enticing fragrance, he drew even closer, his nose grazing the back of her neck.
A tickle on her neck caused Gan Yuan to instinctively reach back, only to touch the man’s short hair.
Gan Yuan turned to scold him, but her neck had already felt the pressure of his gentle bite, and Jue’s voice turned into a long, low groan.
"Wait for me later," he whispered behind her, and then Huangfu Jue rose to his full height and strode towards the backstage.
Gan Yuan raised her hand to touch the spot he had bitten and felt a distinct set of teeth marks.
This bastard, was he using her to teethe?
After the Caucasian child model disappeared backstage, Gan Tang, who had opened the show, reappeared in front of the audience.
He had changed out of his white evening attire and was now in a dark blue suit.
The retro style exuded the elegance and precision of British tailoring, with unique embroidery at the collar and cuffs adding a touch of Baroque opulence.
What was particularly striking was the single-line brooch pinned to the little guy’s lapel, shaped like a crown and featuring a blue gemstone that sparkled dazzlingly under the lights—it was a blue diamond.
The knowledgeable fashion greats inhaled sharply, murmuring in awe.
"True to Huangfu Jue’s show, it’s always grand, that’s a real diamond!"
"Yeah, but speaking of which, this little model has such an amazing aura."
Amidst the hushed conversations, the little guy had reached the end of the runway. This time, he did not turn to leave but stopped in his tracks.