Chapter 164: 082 Master (an updated version)_5
Translator: 549690339
âSo thatâs why. Auntie Dai must have collaborated with a lot of celebrities when she set up her studio.â
Dai Xi smiled and said, âYou could say that. When it gets busy, I donât even have time to drink water. I just came back from abroad, took on a big order, and have to fly to Jingdu tomorrow to coordinate the costumes for the famous singer Qu Feitaiâs concert.â
Ming Jing slightly furrowed her brow; she seemed to have been hearing this name quite often recently.
âDo you know Qu Feitai? A lot of girls like him, and his popularity is skyrocketing. His concert will be held in Jiangzhou next month. Do you want tickets? I can get VIP seats for you through my connections, and you can invite your friends too.â
Ming Jing smiled: âThank you, Auntie Dai. But my friends and I have already bought tickets. â
âAh? You really like Qu Feitai, huh?â Dai Xi was a bit surprised. Ming Jing seemed like a sober and restrained girl, and it was hard to imagine her chasing stars.
Ming Jing smiled, âIâm just accompanying a friend who is a fan.â
âI see, Qu Feitai and I have worked together twice already. He is very handsome and talented, a perfect idol. Itâs worth investing in him.â
As a âmom fanâ of Qu Feitai, Dai Xi never missed an opportunity to promote him.
For example, in the costume coordination competition for Qu Feitaiâs concert, several studios were vying for the job. Among the proposals, only Dai Xiâs met Qu Feitaiâs satisfaction because she knew him best and had designed the plan that perfectly catered to his preferences.
âEvery idol who fascinates their fans must have their shining points.â
âYouâre right. But heâs different from other idols. Youâll understand as you get to know him more.â
âMing Jing, can I add you on WeChat? Iâll send you the latest designs from my studio first.â
Ming Jingâs perfect figure was the best advertisement.
Ming Jing gladly agreed, and the two exchanged WeChat information.
When they went downstairs, Lin Qing had already tried on her clothes. Dai Xi had known Lin Qingâs measurements like the back of her hand for many years and rarely made mistakes.
Lin Qing felt unwell, so Ming Jing accompanied Dai Xi out.
The next morning, Lin Qing and Ming Jing went downstairs in their new clothes, and Zhu Xiangxiang looked up at the dazzling pair, feeling a bitter and sour pain in her heart.
âMom, are you going to a party?â
Lin Qing touched her hair and nodded: âMrs. Gao is hosting a gathering. Itâs been a long time since we last met.â
As she looked at Ming Jing standing next to Lin Qing, the sourness in her heart seemed to well up.
It used to be her accompanying Lin Qing to these events, but now it was Ming Jing, while she had to stay home and do chores.
Lin Qing and Ming Jing left, and Zhu Xiangxiang stared at their receding figures with a gloomy expression.
In the kitchen, Madam Zhou called out, âXiangxiang, what are you dazed about? Come and remove the shrimp veins.â
Zhu Xiangxiang stayed in place without moving.
Madam Zhou glanced at her and said with a smile, âThe madam and the young lady have gone far away, staring wonât help, it will only make you more unhappy.â
Zhu Xiangxiang ripped off her apron and threw it on the ground, stomping upstairs.
Madam Zhou shouted, âXiangxiang, what are you doing?â
Zhu Xiangxiang stood on the second floor and shouted down, âIâm the daughter of the Zhu family! What right do you have to order me around? Youâre nothing but an old maid, donât act like youâre in charge with your meager authority.â Zhu Xiangxiangâs face suddenly turned pale, and the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.
In the bedroom doorway, Granny Zhu sat in her wheelchair, looking at her coldly.
Zhu Xiangxiang turned and ran into her room, burying her face in the bed and sobbing.
Madam Zhou wrung her hands as she came out, cautiously asking, âIsnât this going too far with the young lady of the Zhu family?â
Granny Zhu snorted coldly, âA kindness shown will be repaid with ingratitude, and some people will take you for a fool unless you let them taste some bitterness.â
Madam Zhou nodded, âMs. Ming Jing is much more thoughtful.â
Mentioning Ming Jing, Granny Zhuâs expression softened: âHas she left with Lin Qing?â
âYes, the madam took the young lady to Mrs. Gaoâs gathering.â
A long-lost smile appeared on Granny Zhuâs face..