ng Hao felt heartache for the experiences of his little girl and seeing such a pitiful, wholeheartedly dependent lover made him feel an overwhelming sense of masculine responsibility.
He wanted to cherish Siyu, to beco her most steadfast and powerful guardian!
Wasn’t it just a vain, selfish, cold fake foreign ghost? ng Hao had his ways to intimidate the opponent.
During his few days in F Country, by relying on "money ability," ng Hao entered the circle of Hua Country students and overseas Chinese there.
And he obtained an invitation to a top fashion show.
ng Hao prepared an extravagant haute couture dress and a complete set of luxurious jewelry for He Siyu.
Arm in arm with her, under the flashing lights of the dia, they walked the red carpet.
"ng Hao, I, I saw her! She’s, she’s in the crowd, she saw too and recognized !"
It was the first ti He Siyu attended such a top-tier fashion show, and she was thoroughly excited.
She shook her little leg while holding ng Hao’s arm, speaking excitedly.
The "her" from He Siyu’s words referred to none other than her real mother, Qin Shiyu.
"Hmm!" ng Hao responded with a restrained sound, his lips carrying a smug yet proud smile.
He invested so much effort and money just to let Qin Shiyu see and recognize He Siyu.
He wanted Qin Shiyu to know that He Siyu was far from a poor girl seeking wealth by acknowledging her mother; she was a little princess guarded by a knight!
Qin Shiyu, despite putting on airs of being a famous designer in F Country before He Siyu, was essentially just a dressmaker.
Compared to the real fashion moguls, she was absolutely nothing!
For example, at the top fashion show ng Hao took He Siyu to, Qin Shiyu couldn’t even get a ticket and could only linger at the entrance, trying to make an impression in any way possible.
If she had the chance to et those real top designers or soone who could bring her into the event, Qin Shiyu would certainly rack her brains to show off.
And as guessed by ng Hao, Qin Shiyu, relying on her ability alone, was simply unable to enter the venue.
While she posed to attract dia attention, secretly looking for a rich fool, she happened to see He Siyu in a splendid dress.
"... How co it’s her? Isn’t the He Family just an ordinary wealthy family? How did she get the invitation?"
Qin Shiyu maintained herself very well, considering she was part of the fashion scene and cared greatly for beautiful things.
At not quite forty this year, with careful grooming and a well-chosen outfit, she looked just over thirty.
No one who saw her would guess she was already a mother of two.
And her eldest was twenty-one years old this year.
She was wearing a dress she designed herself, pretending to chat with several models and fake socialites around, contemplating how to get into the show.
Then she was stunned by He Siyu.
Ignoring her inner doubts, and disregarding the cold words she said to He Siyu a few days ago, telling her to "know where to stop," she waved her arms vigorously, "Siyu! I’m over here!"
Unprepared, He Siyu instinctively turned to look.
Qin Shiyu lifted her dress and quickly approached, imdiately taking hold of He Siyu’s other arm and enthusiastically said, "Let’s go in together!"
Being suddenly held by an unfamiliar person, He Siyu froze completely.
She stared blankly at Qin Shiyu, unsure how to react.
She could only turn her gaze to ng Hao once more.
ng Hao curled his lips, slightly nodding toward He Siyu, indicating: She could take her inside!
Observing the interaction between ng Hao and He Siyu, the perceptive Qin Shiyu had her earlier doubts resolved.
So, it wasn’t the He Family’s ability that brought He Siyu to the fashion show; it was all thanks to this young man who seed quite influential.
Could it be that he was so rich second generation or a man of significance?
With this thought, Qin Shiyu beca extraordinarily attentive toward He Siyu—no, more precisely, ng Hao.
Witnessing Qin Shiyu’s "cold first, warm later" attitude, amidst the negative emotions like disappointnt and embarrassnt, He Siyu also realized the power of money!
Of course, at this point, He Siyu had only sowhat co to terms with it and hadn’t completely fallen for money’s allure.
In her heart, the true love Lian Cheng still held quite an important position.
However, ng Hao had already transford from a dispensable standby, always available, into a guardian she heavily relied on!
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