The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities-Chapter 873 - 0862 Have I seen you somewhere before?

Song Chengyun’s face stiffened, then he said mockingly, "Alright, let’s see how far you can go!"

Chu Ling sneered and no longer looked at him, remaining silent.

Nan Shuyun bit her lip tightly, her hands clenched into fists, standing beside Chu Ling, looking at Song Chengyun with a face full of anger.

Zhou Ziyi stood aside, his face also looking displeased.

Unlike them, Su Ran had a meaningful smile on her face.

Just as the atmosphere became tense and oppressive, a commotion suddenly erupted behind them.

They looked up and saw several black-clad bodyguards escorting someone inside.

The woman wore oversized sunglasses, had long blonde curly hair, wore a tight top showing her navel with a short denim jacket over it, bell-bottoms, and high heels.

A simple outfit, yet as she walked forward, it exuded an overwhelming sense of fashion.

Her high profile appearance was eye-catching in this shooting location, and she didn’t intend to be low-key, instantly drawing attention.

"Ah! Josie Martin!"

"As expected of an international supermodel, such a powerful aura! Not something ordinary models and celebrities can match!"

"Of course, she’s from the A Country aristocracy, a true noble lady, her aura is naturally different!"

"I really like her, her blonde hair is so beautiful!"

Soon, a crowd gathered at the entrance.

Josie Martin’s face was hidden behind her sunglasses, but she was used to the treatment of being surrounded, admired, and flattered.

Holding herself with arrogance and disdain, she was escorted by bodyguards directly past the crowd.

Nan Shuyun’s face looked calm!

Zhou Ziyi’s face looked calm!

Chu Ling’s face looked calm!

Su Ran’s face looked even calmer!

Song Chengyun saw the woman approaching and his original mocking disdain instantly turned into a doting smile, looking at her gently as she approached.

Under Song Chengyun’s gaze, Josie Martin’s bright face also revealed a smile, she quickened her pace, walking towards them step by step.

"See that? Chu Ling, this is the gap between you and Josie! This gap is a fact that can’t be changed no matter how hard you try!"

Song Chengyun’s face flashed with contempt again.

"Darling~"

At this moment, Josie Martin had reached in front of Song Chengyun, hugged his neck with both hands, stood on tiptoe, kissed his face, then took off her sunglasses and said with a smile:

"Sorry, something came up and delayed me, kept you waiting!"

She spoke the national language fluently, and her face was indeed very bright and attractive, with deep eye sockets, prominent brow bones, a full forehead, and a tight jawline, making her look like a mixed-race beauty.

Su Ran remembered that several previous matriarchs of the Claire Family were Hua Country women, and Josie Martin’s mother is precisely Duke Claire’s niece.

Song Chengyun naturally held Josie Martin’s slender waist, looking at her tenderly.

"Waiting for you is my honor, not everyone can have such honor!"

Josie Martin’s smile grew even brighter, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Song Chengyun’s lips.

With a warm, soft beauty in his arms, and the beauty actively kissing him, Song Chengyun did not hesitate, he immediately hugged her tightly, and the two kissed each other as if there was no one else around.

The staff around blushed and their hearts raced, only Su Ran and the other three watched expressionlessly, quietly taking it in.

"Hey, I remember Josie Martin’s boyfriend seems to be an internationally renowned stylist, and he was invited by Paris Fashion Week last year. Josie Martin came to Hua Country because of him."

"So that’s Song Chengyun, no wonder he looks so familiar!"

"An international supermodel and an international stylist, truly a match made in heaven, a perfect pair!"

The crowd watched the two from a distance, whispering among themselves, while at this time, the stylists, makeup artists, costume designers, and even assistants in the studio heard about Song Chengyun’s arrival and rushed over, surrounding them directly.

"Are you Teacher Song?"

"I’m the stylist on Josie’s photography team today, I really like you!"

"I’m the makeup artist for the photography team, Teacher Song, it’s an honor to meet you, but with you here today, we probably won’t have a chance to showcase our skills!"

Coincidentally, Josie Martin was also shooting a Tiffany & Co jewelry advertisement today.

Two international brand jewelry ambassadors meeting unexpectedly.

The bodyguards seeing the crowd surrounding them quickly protected Josie Martin and Song Chengyun in the middle, forming a protective screen to prevent others from getting close.

Song Chengyun saw this and waved his hand, saying calmly:

"It’s okay, let them come over."

The bodyguards bowed respectfully to him and stepped back, the crowd instantly surrounded them.

"Teacher Song, I really like you, your work has always been highly regarded in the international fashion circle, every make-up and styling you do always amazes people."

"Especially after you were invited to Paris Fashion Week, many Hollywood directors and producers wanted to collaborate with you, not to mention domestically!"

"I always collect every piece of work you publish, your explanations are very detailed. This year’s Fashion Week, you and Miss Josie will surely shine once again, attracting the world’s attention!"

Song Chengyun kept a polite and humble smile on his face, but couldn’t help but show a trace of arrogance in front of the compliments.

"Thank you for your support, everyone keep up the good work!"

The crowd hurriedly nodded with surprise and delight, "We will, we really hope to receive your feedback and guidance someday!"

"Yes, if we could get Teacher Song’s guidance, it would surely benefit us greatly!"

It was lively and harmonious over there!

Chu Ling’s photography team looked envious.

"I didn’t expect Teacher Song to be so approachable, I thought internationally renowned stylists like him would be proud and arrogant!"

"I’m so jealous of them, if we could get Teacher Song’s feedback, it would surely be a huge help."

"Damn! Why am I not part of that team? Why doesn’t such good fortune fall on us?"

One stylist said, then glanced at Zhou Ziyi beside him, nudging his elbow, and asking:

"Hey, brother, you’re a stylist too, right?"

Zhou Ziyi responded indifferently, "Yes."

"Then why aren’t you excited to see Teacher Song? Don’t you want his feedback?"

"No."

"You..." The stylist frowned, looking at him with disbelief.

Who wouldn’t want Teacher Song’s feedback?

As long as you’re in this circle, receiving one piece of advice from Teacher Song is an honor and pride!

Someone doesn’t want it?

Unless he’s not a real stylist!

He looked Zhou Ziyi up and down, suddenly pausing.

"Hey, have I seen you somewhere before? You look familiar too."

Zhou Ziyi glanced at him indifferently, saying calmly:

"No, just a nobody, unknown."

"Really?" The stylist muttered, sounding somewhat doubtful.

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