He turned back to look at the beggar, and sure enough, the beggar had already lowered his hand and resumed his usual blank expression, as if the scene had never happened.
"Xingyu..." Ouyang Yi’s voice was almost a sigh.
Initially, pursuing her was just a game; now, he was genuinely attracted to this girl.
Su Xingyu slightly adjusted the photos on her phone, called up the Blade Group contest page, and uploaded them.
Ouyang Yi was surprised once more, "You’re uploading it now? You wandered the streets for so long and only took one picture? Not taking more to select from?"
"Is it necessary?" Su Xingyu asked calmly.
Ouyang Yi was speechless. Yeah, is it necessary? What photo could be more outstanding than this candid shot, perfectly blending composition, character, and substance? Even if she had just taken a picture of him—the supermodel with a dazzling smile under the sun—it might not have been as captivating.
A sort of photographer who, when they finally make a move, always delivers surprising results.
Ouyang Yi glanced at the surrounding crowd snapping pictures aimlessly, then smiled at the girl beside him, "You’re right, it’s not necessary. So, shall we call it a day? I’ll take you for afternoon tea."
"I know you have a husband," Ouyang Yi interrupted her, his voice carrying a certain charm with a smile, "But so what? A girl as beautiful and talented as you shouldn’t revolve her life around her husband."
Su Xingyu looked at him seriously, "And you, who does your life revolve around? Ouyang Yi, what exactly is your purpose in approaching me? I don’t believe someone like you, who is used to seeing beautiful women all over the world, would actually fall head over heels for me at first sight like a naive boy, chasing me all the way to China without giving up."
Ouyang Yi looked at her with his captivating eyes for a moment, then quickly smiled.
"Has anyone told you? It’s not good for a girl to be too smart."
"Alright, alright," Ouyang Yi surrendered, "Beautiful Miss Xingyu, I truly have a fondness for you, but not to the extent of being crazy and reckless as you guessed. I’m here in China not solely for you—of course, I’d also like to develop a delightful relationship with you," he smiled and continued, "Since childhood, I’ve had a dream of being a model in every important country in the world for some time. Is this reason compelling enough?"
Here to work, and incidentally flirt with her?
And not to flirt with her, followed by work.
This reason was indeed more reliable than before.
As Su Xingyu was pondering, Ouyang Yi continued, "After spending time with you, I certainly know you are a woman with strong moral boundaries. You can rest assured; I haven’t reached the point of disrespecting a woman’s wishes. We can first be ordinary friends, after all, you’re a photographer, and I’m a model—there will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."
Su Xingyu said, "You’re a supermodel, and I’m just a photographer—assistant."
What kind of cooperation could there be between them?
Whoever cooperates with Ouyang Yi, isn’t a top-tier photographer?
"Don’t belittle yourself like that, my dear Xingyu," Ouyang Yi laughed again, "Last time in Iceland, the D.B Diamond photo was taken by you, right? It’s so beautiful, can be considered a masterpiece. Every model dreams of collaborating with the world’s best photographers, and sooner or later we will, just wait."
Su Xingyu was quite surprised, "You knew the D.B Diamond was taken by me?"
Didn’t she remind Cang Er to keep it secret?
Ouyang Yi said nonchalantly, "Seems like you’re still not familiar with Shekewina; Nana spills everything after having some drinks."
She suddenly had some suspicion, "Was it you behind the leak about the D.B Diamond photographer last time?"
"Do I seem like such a boring person?" Ouyang Yi exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Xingyu, you must believe me, how could anyone want to share a photographer as exceptional and beautiful as you with others? I’m eager to keep it a secret, and would never tell anyone!"
Su Xingyu was skeptical.
Ouyang Yi swore an oath.
Su Xingyu pondered carefully, back then when the photographer’s identity leaked, the news only suspected there was someone else involved, without exposing her name. It was probably unrelated to him? If it was him, her name would have been exposed long ago.
She replied, "Let’s trust you for now."
Ouyang Yi was very happy, "Then, shall we go have coffee? As friends. Xingyu, you really should have some social circles outside revolving around your husband."
Su Xingyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, she agreed.
Although she’s married to Lu Shifeng, she can’t let the marriage ruin her life. She’s already under tight control, it’s nice to have a few friends of her own—don’t mention how sensitive male friends are; being forced into marriage with Lu Shifeng, it’s good enough that she doesn’t cheat, as for other male friends? Who cares what Lu Shifeng thinks.
With a tinge of spite towards Lu Shifeng, she beamed at Ouyang Yi, "Alright."
The two had an enjoyable meal at the café, and he watched her leave.
In the bustling café, a middle-aged man silently appeared behind Ouyang Yi, "Young Master."
"What have you found out?" Ouyang Yi didn’t turn around as he asked, the lazily smiling tone he had with Su Xingyu now gone, replaced with some coldness.
"It’s all been uncovered," the middle-aged man said respectfully, "This time, the Blade Group’s street photography contest was organized especially for Mrs. Lu—"
"Call her Miss Su." Ouyang Yi interrupted him.
"Yes, Miss Su." The middle-aged man continued, "If Miss Su wins, Lu Shifeng will no longer prevent her from becoming a photographer."
"Then let’s help her win." Ouyang Yi’s lips curled into a slight smile, "I’m eagerly waiting for the day she gets to access Blade’s camera core technologies and shares her experiences with me..."
"Yes," the shadowed middle-aged man responded respectfully, "Our Feiying Group has consistently lost to Blade Group in high-end cameras, and the Big Master and Third Young Master have been trying to get Blade’s core secrets for years but never succeeded. Only you, Fourth Young Master, have taken an unconventional path, starting from Lu Shifeng’s newlywed wife, surely surprising everyone."
Ouyang Yi smiled, "Someday, Father will look at me in a new light."
As the street photography contest reached its deadline, voting commenced. Newest update provided by novel·fıre·net
Su Xingyu’s photo of the beggar and the butterfly was leading with the highest praise.
"Undisputed first place"
"An emerging star among amateur photographers"
"A photo that amazes even the professionals"
All sorts of accolades piled upon her.