Chapter 223
The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me
Time flew and four years passed in a blink of an eye.
One day in London, there was an unprecedentedly grand fashion show and most of the audience was famous people with money, power and status.
Many tall professional models were walking to the dynamic music on the runway to show their fashionable and beautiful dresses in high heels.
As the models appeared one after another, the show was pulsed with excitement when everyone was absolutely riveted by the fashion pieces. Many of them couldnât wait to for the show to end, so they waved to the staff to place orders on their favorite pieces.
When the host announced the debut of this yearâs last featured dress in fluent English, the atmosphere reached its climax. A slender, tall and beautiful woman walking down the runway drew everyoneâs attention.
The final dress was a masterpiece of the most popular see-through elements. A light yellow off-the-shoulder shirt with embroidered roses on the chest and a black high-waisted full-length dress went perfectly together, which was mysterious, elegant, romantic and stunningly beautiful.
The audience was really impressed, but mostly by the model in this dress instead of the dress itself.
She had a typical Oriental face, delicate, beautiful, cold and elegant. Her white skin looked all the more radiant and elastic under the bright light on the runway.
She had a tall and slender figure with curves in all the right places. With a body of golden proportions, she was neither too tall nor too short, or neither too fat nor too skinny.
Without a doubt, she was the most beautiful model in the show tonight.
Her beauty even overshone the dress she was wearing. All men were fascinated by her beauty, while all women were humbled by her presence.
A successful middle-aged man sitting in the front row raised his hand for a nearby staff and asked loudly in the latterâs ear, âWhatâs the modelâs name? I havenât seen her before.â
He asked the question in English, of course, because the majority of the audience was native English speakers.
The staff replied respectfully, âIâm sorry, Sir, I am afraid I donât know. Sheâs not a full-time model here. Sheâs just a drop-in. Our director thought she had the right temperament, so he made an exception and invited her to show the dress tonight.â
The middle-aged man took one thousand dollars and a business card out of his pocket and handed them to the staff, âWhen she gets off the stage, give her these tips and my business card, and tell her that Iâd like to invite her to dinner tonight.â
The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me ï¤Chapter 222 She was leaving The staff hesitated, âWhat... if she says no? You know, most Chinese girls are very reserved.â
The middle-aged man was confident, âDonât worry. She will accept my invitation when she sees the business card. Tell her Iâll park my car at the door and wait for her.â
Yes, when a woman saw his business card and knew who he was, she would eagerly throw herself at him, because he was one of the richest men in the world.
However, he would be very disappointed.
The woman he was going to invite to dinner was no ordinary woman. It was Joey.
Four years had passed, and she was twenty-seven years old now.
She wasnât a young girl anymore. She had grown into a beautiful mature woman.
There was no doubt that Joey was more beautiful than four years ago. She had changed greatly over time in many aspects, whether it was clothes, makeup, temperament or behavior. She now moved with grace and dignity, like a real noblewomanã
She had become an amazingly beautiful woman from within.
Therefore, her appearance on the runway had impressed everyone in an instant.
When the show was over, Joey went back to the backstage. Several staff members handed her flowers, business cards and generous tips at the request of several enthusiastic audience outside.
She just put all the tips in her purse, and left the flowers and business cards on the dresser. Then she changed into her own clothes, got her show fees and quietly left.
However, when she walked out of the door, a middle-aged man immediately walked up to her.
âI knew youâd accept my invitation.â He raised an eyebrow complacently when he saw her.