Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!

Chapter 818 - 42: Fifteen Years, Not So Easily Severed

The photo shoot at Yan Jian’s studio was finally completed successfully, and the photos will be strategically released in industry publications and venues.

As the lead model in the featured outfit, Little Ben suddenly caught the eyes of his peers. The stunning result of the shoot had people privately inquiring about the new model’s origins.

The modeling industry has always been female-dominated, and good male models are hard to find; moreover, insiders are well-acquainted with the existing male models, so when a fresh and promising male model appears out of the blue, naturally everyone is watching.

Inevitably, despite his love for keeping a low profile, Little Ben suddenly stepped into the public’s view.

Little Ben had anticipated this and, for several days, heard Lin Lu clamoring about how many phone calls she’d received seeking his contact with the management company.

Little Ben, seemingly unconcerned, responded to Lin Lu with his usual poker face.

Lin Lu was a bit reluctant and privately discussed with Yan Jian about adding a new project to the studio—becoming Little Ben’s agent.

Yan Jian, well aware that Little Ben had no interest in the fashion world, naturally vetoed this idea, leaving Lin Lu regrettably exclaiming.

What lay before Yan Jian were several more significant tasks: the graduation design presentation and the fashion show.

The graduation report symbolized fulfilling a promise to her alma mater, while the fashion show was her stepping onto the public stage with this collection of designs, to officially test whether she had the capability and opportunity to enter the designer industry.

More calculating in her heart was whether this collection could be accepted by the public and whether it would have the potential for profit. Only by being accepted and finding the next investor could she repay all the money she owed James.

After he got married, she didn’t want to have any further ties with him.

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After work that day, Ben Shaming inexplicably chose not to take the subway but boarded a city bus instead. The bus made a circuit around the city, and eventually, he hesitated before getting off at a stop near Yan Yu’s dessert shop.

He dallied until dusk, then put on a hat, tucked his neck in, and casually walked past Yan Yu’s shop, blending in with the bustling crowd.

The large windows were grand and transparent, offering an unobstructed view of everything inside.

This was also the time when Xue Jiangqiu started working.

He glanced inside with curiosity from the edge of his collar.

Though the window between the shop and kitchen was also large and transparent, they were still separated by a layer, so he could only vaguely make out Yan Yu’s silhouette.

Upon looking, he immediately frowned.

Although the distance prevented him from seeing if Yan Yu had ignored his advice and continued with the makeup from that night, it was enough for him to see that Yan Yu had indeed pinned her long hair up, revealing her delicate jawline and slender, graceful neck!

His heart inexplicably tensed with anxiety.

While debating whether to go in or send a warning message via his phone, his phone unexpectedly rang.

Upon seeing the number, Little Ben frowned deeply.

He wanted to ignore it, but knew he couldn’t.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly straightened up, his gaze unconsciously locked on the focused figure baking inside, and pressed the answer button.

On the other end, Mark sighed and whispered in Little Ben’s ear, "I want to see you."

Little Ben took another deep breath, "What’s up? It’s so late."

Mark laughed hoarsely in his ear, "Late is good. Some things are just suitable for the night."

Little Ben gazed at Yan Yu through the window, sadness flickering in his eyes, but smiled anyway, "What if I don’t come?"

Mark patiently smiled too, "If you don’t come, I’ll come to you. Tonight, I want you."

Little Ben inhaled again, retracting the lingering sadness and longing in his gaze, swallowing it hard into his chest, then smiled coolly, "Okay, I’ll come to you. To your place, do you dare?"

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Yan Yu finished another batch of desserts, placing the freshly baked treats in the front counter, watching as customers, enticed by the aroma, came to purchase them, hugging her arms with a satisfied smile.

A stray curl mischievously tickled her neck, and she blew at it a few times without success. Xue Jiangqiu approached and brushed it away for her.

His fingertips barely skimmed her neck, sending an involuntary shiver through her.

Xue Jiangqiu smiled, his gentle demeanor shifting as he deliberately leaned closer, blowing softly on her neck, making her even more ticklish.

She blushed with embarrassment, turning to look at him, her face already flushed with redness.

Xue Jiangqiu’s breath hitched slightly, smiling lightly, "Looks like...I should propose to Grandpa Tang a bit earlier."