"...So the true inheritance lies in allowing the flying eaves and bracket sets of the Forbidden City's Juanqin Studio to regain their elegance amidst the ice and snow of Moscow. We look forward to one day bringing more overseas intangible cultural heritage items back to China..."
Amidst thunderous applause, An Xin gave a standard bow, the train of her cheongsam spreading out like a peacock's tail.
As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a crowd.
A silver-haired old lady held her hand and said, "Young lady, what you said about the pine needle patterns in Suzhou Embroidery was truly wonderful..."
Before she could finish, a CEO of a multinational corporation handed over a gold-leafed business card: "Miss An's insights on cultural IP are truly refreshing..."
After dealing with them for a bit, An Xin returned to her seat.
Seeing An Xin's gaze fixed on Jiang Cheng's empty chair, An Jingsheng spoke up, "He's in the private box on the floor above the spectator area."
Seeing her inner thoughts seen through by her father, An Xin's face couldn't help but turn red.
"What's there to be shy about? Go on."
After nodding, An Xin stood up and took the lead to leave.
She walked to the door of the private box in her thin high heels.
The door to the room wasn't locked.
Through the gap in the door, she saw Qiao Yinyin sitting on the sofa, nonchalantly playing with velvet flower materials in her hand while staring at Bai Xiaoxiao with a provocative gaze.
Bai Xiaoxiao was not to be outdone, her gaze also fixed tightly on Qiao Yinyin.
Although neither of them spoke, the moment their eyes met, it felt as if sparks were flying.
In stark contrast to the two women's jealous confrontation, Jiang Cheng was leisurely crossing his legs, nestled in a single-person sofa.
His phone was playing a catchy short video of a viral dance, creating an absurd contrast with the tense atmosphere between the two women.
Seeing this, An Xin's brow immediately furrowed.
In her eyes, Jiang Cheng was truly a contradictory person.
When watching the performance earlier, she could clearly see tenderness for Qiao Yinyin and Bai Xiaoxiao in his eyes.
But now, he was completely ignoring the jealousy between the two women.
An Xin knocked twice on the door and then pushed it open and walked in.
Hearing the sound of high heels, Jiang Cheng didn't even need to look up to know who it was.
"The speech was wonderful." Jiang Cheng turned off his phone and put it away.
Hearing this, the aggrieved expression on An Xin's face flashed by instantly, as if covered up by something.
However, she didn't let that emotion linger for long, immediately asking, "If the speech was so wonderful, why did you leave early?"
While on stage earlier, the two women had seen Jiang Cheng and An Xin whispering to each other.
To be honest, normally both women felt they were quite beautiful.
But now, in front of the powerful aura of An Xin, they suddenly felt a significant psychological gap.
Fortunately, having been by Jiang Cheng's side, Qiao Yinyin could be considered someone who had seen top-tier Second-generation rich like Wang Congcong.
Qiao Yinyin adjusted her expression and stood up.
She took the initiative to greet An Xin: "Hello, Manager An."
After all, An Xin was the host of this event.
To her, An Xin was the big boss of the client side.
Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao also stood up.
"Hello, Manager An."
When she saw the two ladies greeting her, a warm smile appeared on An Xin's face, and she nodded gently in response, "Hello! The performance just now was truly spectacular. Thank you both very much for your strong support for this event today."
Qiao Yinyin replied with a smile and a clear voice, "It is a great honor for me to be able to contribute my part to intangible cultural heritage."
Seeing her poised answer, her words revealed a love for traditional culture and the importance she placed on this event.
Standing to the side, a trace of imperceptible frustration flashed through Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes.
From the first time they met, Bai Xiaoxiao had felt envious of Qiao Yinyin's tall figure.
But besides height, Bai Xiaoxiao's popularity under the title of Rongcheng Sweetheart was also quite high now.
Originally, Bai Xiaoxiao thought she was on par with Qiao Yinyin.
But at this moment, she realized the gap between her and Qiao Yinyin was still large.
Bai Xiaoxiao sighed inwardly and then quickly adjusted her emotions.
She said with a smile, "Sister Yinyin is right, I also feel deeply honored to participate in today's event." Though her tone was relaxed, she felt a bit of loss inside.
Hearing this, An Xin nodded politely and then asked Jiang Cheng, "Are you getting ready to head back?"
"Yeah, they don't have anything else to do, so we're heading back first."
"You're going back together?" An Xin asked, looking at Jiang Cheng with a pointed look.
Uh, Jiang Cheng hadn't asked that question yet.
Otherwise, why do you think he was sitting here?
He wanted the two women to speak up themselves about how to arrange tonight.
Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but instead looked at Qiao Yinyin.
Seeing Jiang Cheng leave the decision to her.
Qiao Yinyin's originally aggrieved heart was suddenly healed.
The word 'respect' works well in any situation.
If this situation were posted online, many people would definitely curse at it.
"To hell with respect! You've got one on your left and one on your right."
"Using your eyes to ask her if you can take her back with you tonight?"
"Tell me, you call this inquiry 'respect'?"
"Wake up, Girl!!"
Even though it was a bit far-fetched, to Qiao Yinyin, she truly felt respected.
This feeling was much better than when she encountered Zhou Ying before and had to pretend she didn't know Jiang Cheng.
At least Jiang Cheng was asking for her opinion, not Bai Xiaoxiao's.
Qiao Yinyin felt that for the first time with Jiang Cheng, she was being put first.
Qiao Yinyin didn't slight Jiang Cheng either, and asked Bai Xiaoxiao, "Let's go back together. I remember you said backstage that you just flew in this morning. Where are you staying?"
Bai Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I haven't booked a hotel yet; my luggage is still backstage."
Even though she knew Qiao Yinyin would be coming to Chengdu when she was notified about the event last night.
She still held a sliver of hope that she could stay in Jiang Cheng's villa.
So she didn't book a hotel right away.