Qin Mu was subjected to a barrage of sarcasm, and he burst out angrily, "I am the second young master of the Qin Family!"
"Qin Family?" Ouyang Yi’s lips curled into a malicious smile as he turned to ask Su Xingyu, "Which Qin Family?"
Acting as if no one was around, Qin Mu was infuriated and coldly told Ouyang Yi, "Don’t mistake ignorance for amusement. If you haven’t even heard of Qin Bag, how clueless can you be? Just a model, yet you really think you’re an elite!"
Ouyang Yi glanced at him lazily, straightened up leisurely, "Sorry, but I’ve never heard of it. Has your handbag brand ever been on New York Fifth Avenue or Paris Fashion Week? Does such a minor brand need to enter my ears? Anyway, even with money, it won’t pass my agent’s threshold."
"Ouyang." Su Xingyu found his words a bit harsh.
Ouyang Yi changed his mocking demeanor toward Qin Mu and smiled at Su Xingyu, "What can I do for you, beautiful lady?"
Su Xingyu rubbed her forehead, "Forget it, let’s go." Seeing Qin Mu on the verge of exploding, she wasn’t sure if he would burst out if Ouyang Yi continued mocking him. Better less trouble than more.
Ouyang Yi still smiling, took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her waist, ready to walk forward.
"Stop!" Qin Mu shouted, "Leave Xingyu, or do you believe I can’t make it impossible for you to stay in this city!"
Even if Ouyang Yi was an international model, a mere model still couldn’t compete with a local powerful family. Qin Mu thought simply, to use the Qin Family’s power to suppress Ouyang Yi fiercely.
Ouyang Yi did indeed stop, turned around, and smiled again, "Sir, aren’t you overconfident in yourself? Make it impossible for me to stay? Could your hundred-and-eight-line handbag brand possibly compete with our Feiying?"
"What?" Qin Mu’s face changed color.
"The fourth young master of Feiying Group is me, I am Feiying Group’s fourth young master, got it?" Ouyang Yi’s face still held a smile, but his eyes and eyebrows were full of disdain, "You really should follow the news more. Even if I’m the least competent fourth in the Feiying Steinway Family, even, I suppose, your elders would respectfully address me as young master four when they see me."
He finished speaking leisurely, leaving the iron-faced Qin Mu behind, and left with Su Xingyu.
Su Xingyu walked far with him before she looked up and asked, "Are you the fourth young master of Feiying Group?" Like Qin Mu, she was shocked internally when Ouyang Yi revealed this title. Feiying Group! That’s nearly a par in the camera field with Blade! If there is any competitor for Blade Group globally, it is Feiying. The two fight tooth and nail for market share from the highest-end professional photography field to the eighteen-line urban-rural fringe.
Lu Family’s dead enemy.
Su Xingyu blinked her eyes at Ouyang Yi, suddenly unsure if walking with him was suitable?
Ouyang Yi seemed oblivious, saying, "You didn’t know? I’ve mentioned I’m a fifteenth-generation rich, my background is famous in the fashion world. Many women cry and scream they want to marry me."
Su Xingyu resisted the urge to retort; she truly never cared about these model gossips.
But still a little curious, "Isn’t Feiying Group Steinway Family? Why is your surname Ouyang."
Anyone involved with cameras knows Feiying Steinway Family, so initially, Su Xingyu never associated Ouyang Yi with that aspect; the surname was too different, and the other party is a traditional Northern Europe family.
Ouyang Yi said, "I am an illegitimate child, I take my mother’s surname." Content originally comes from Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Su Xingyu looked at him in surprise, an illegitimate child?
"What’s that expression?" Ouyang Yi casually leaned his tall frame against the wall, throwing a flirtatious glance at her with a mischievous smile, "Sympathizing with me? Little beauty Xingyu, I don’t mind you comforting me with your body..."
"Only a fool would sympathize with you." The little sympathy Su Xingyu had long disappeared without a trace.
She turned around, walking alone down the street.
Ouyang Yi lengthened his stride, easily catching up, while playfully grinning, "Really not sympathizing with me? Little beauty Xingyu, how can your heart be this hard? My mother was an Oriental, I never met her growing up among my father and brothers, enduring the cold stares, isn’t that pitiful?... Still not pitiful enough? Fine, my title of fifteenth-generation rich holds no actual significance, can’t gain legitimate inheritance rights, pitiful enough?... Does none of this move you? Oh little beauty Xingyu, is your heart made of stone? My heart is breaking..."
Su Xingyu quickened her pace, only thinking it very noisy.
Ouyang Yi continued chattering beside her, "Considering I just helped chase away that annoying guy, don’t you want to look at me more, accompany me for a walk?"
"Ouyang Yi," she suddenly stopped, looking at him seriously, "Did you say you have no inheritance rights to Feiying Group?"
"Yes." The man blinked, making an innocent expression, looking extremely pitiful.
"Then, you wouldn’t be involved in family affairs?"
"Of course not, oh little lady, how could you have such naive thoughts?" Ouyang Yi exaggeratedly covered his heart, calling out lyrically, "My brothers and I are so hated to the point they’d wish me dead, or else do you think I’d choose to be a model? Roaming around the world, using a beautiful exterior to cover a wise mind, this is my destiny."
Is he really sad? How come she felt like he could start singing while talking?
However, she has already obtained the information she wanted. If Ouyang Yi were involved in Feiying Group’s affairs, she would stay far away from him; after all, she’s currently associated with Blade Group the Lu Family, even if she doesn’t like Lu Shifeng, she wouldn’t cause unnecessary trouble. But Ouyang Yi is just an illegitimate child, with no right in Feiying Group’s affairs, that’s fine.
At least they can still be... uh, ordinary friends?
Her expression softened as she looked at Ouyang Yi, gently saying, "Thank you for helping me out just now."
On the other end of the street.
Qin Mu stared in the direction they left, clenching a fist.
He had long suspected Su Xingyu married some formidable figure, now seeing her relationship with Ouyang Yi, it solidified this suspicion.
How could she marry someone even he has to bow down to after leaving him?!
Even if he doesn’t like Ouyang Yi, he must admit, the Feiying Group’s fourth young master is someone he absolutely cannot provoke. Qin Bag is just a domestic trendy brand, entirely different from the multinational giant Feiying Group! A family like the Qin Family trying to cause trouble for a tier like Feiying is akin to hitting a stone with an egg.