Shu Mowan looked at him with sparkling eyes, teasing him intentionally.

Si Tingyu reached out and pinched her cheek. "You know exactly what kind of answer I want, yet you still try to fob me off like this."

But he just couldn't resist her charm and couldn't bring himself to force her to agree to be with him.

Shu Mowan lightly slapped his hand away, raised an eyebrow, and said in a slightly playful tone, "Brother Si, you don't have to pursue him."

"Wanwan, don't even think about it."

Si Ting Yu Dao.

He's determined to stick with her for the rest of his life.

Seeing his firm tone, Shu Mowan felt instantly relieved, and even felt a sweet sensation in her heart.

The next day, the two set off for country F.

When they arrived, Charles's assistant came to pick them up from the airport.

"Miss Wanyu, it's been a long time! You look even more beautiful than last time."

The female assistant gave Shu Mowan a warm hug and praised her.

"Choice, you too."

Shu Mowan returned the compliment.

After they complimented each other, Qiao Lisi's gaze fell on Si Tingyu, and her eyes lit up.

With that height and figure, she's perfect for being a model.

"Miss Wanyu, and who is this?"

"Choice asked curiously."

"Hello, I am Wanyu's fiancé."

Si Tingyu reached out and said on Shu Mowan's behalf.

Qiao Lisi's eyes widened in surprise. "Miss Wanyu, you're engaged?"

When did this happen?

I've never heard Charles mention it.

"It was arranged between the two families when they were young."

Shu Mowan said, "I only found out about this after I was taken home."

Qiao Lisi knew about Shu Mowan being taken home, and whispered to her, "Miss Wanyu, your family is so good to you. They reserved such a high-quality man for you so early. I even want to recruit him to be a model."

Shu Mowan smiled.

After whispering in each other's ears, Qiao Lisi asked Shu Mowan and Si Tingyu to get into the car, explaining that Charles had some business to attend to and would be returning to headquarters later.

Shu Mowan had already received Charles's WeChat message, so she wasn't surprised.

Upon arriving at headquarters, Qiao Lisi asked the two to get out of the car and go inside. They took the elevator down to the floor where the models trained. As soon as they stepped out, they heard a sharp, sarcastic female voice, "You've gained half a pound in just ten days. What, do you want to go on stage and let people see your belly?"

"Please, people come to the fashion show to see your beautiful side, not to have you walk around on stage like a pig."

The woman's voice continued, "I'll give you a few more days. If you can't lose five pounds, get out of here. The clothes I design aren't for fat people."

"Let me tell you plainly, in my eyes being fat is a cardinal sin, it means you can't be a model, and if you like to eat, then get out of here."

Her tone was full of malice towards the fat man.

Choris frowned. "Maria is making a fuss again. Charles told her that the models she leads are already thin enough, but she insists on pursuing extreme thinness, not even 0.01 pounds more than the models."

Upon hearing her words, Shu Mowan knew exactly who this sharp and sarcastic female voice belonged to.

An Asian designer who works in the Western entertainment industry created the stereotypical image of Asian models as thin and squinty-eyed, which led to her being heavily criticized by netizens in China, who said she ruined the image of the Chinese people.

But the more fiercely Chinese people criticize her, the more the West idolizes her, to the point that Maria's demands on models become increasingly demanding and excessive.

With a perverse and distorted aesthetic, it constantly pleases the West.

Shu Mowan walked straight over, grabbed Maria's hand that was about to slap the model, and said in a cold tone, "Who told you that models can only be abnormally thin as beautiful?"