Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free

Chapter 312: Caught in One’s Own Trap (7)

Slightly effeminate, but not overly so, and not off-putting.Indeed, for these artists.

Contracts generally fall into two types: one where the artist can breach it if they’re willing to pay a hefty compensation.

The other is non-breachable, though few artists opt for this since no one can predict the unexpected.

However, non-breachable contracts often command a higher price, especially for models like Xiao Mo, the price can be tenfold.

Shen Tingting initially thought there’d be no problems, and didn’t want to pay too much, so she signed an ordinary contract.

Unexpectedly, the other party was willing to pay her ten times the compensation just to avoid the fashion show!

"You are scamming! I don’t want your compensation, I just want him on the runway!"

The backstage was buzzing, all because of Shen Tingting and her assistant’s noise, drawing many eyes, and some discreetly started recording.

Xiao Mo spoke mildly again, "I indeed disregarded Miss Shen in this matter. I will compensate twenty times per contract terms, but I owe someone a favor, so I have to apologize."

After speaking, Xiao Mo withdrew his gaze and looked towards the crowd.

The assistant beside Shen Tingting snorted at her, then turned with orchid fingers poised, "May I ask who is Miss Qiao Mo?"

Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned... Didn’t expect her name to be mentioned...

"Qiao Mo!" Shen Tingting’s face flashed with anger and resentment, glaring at Qiao Mo as if she could devour her.

But as she spoke, the assistant immediately turned, sizing up Qiao Mo, exclaiming, "Oh... are you Miss Qiao Mo? You’re stunning... much better than some harpy, frankly anyone would owe you."

The chubby assistant gestured orchid fingers at Shen Tingting, the implication clear.

Xiao Mo also turned, looking at the clothes in her hand calmly, "Someone asked me to walk this show for you."

Qiao Mo paused again, quickly recalling the video Fu Nancheng had sent her earlier.

Could it be him?

There was no time to think, as the two assistants had already snatched the clothes from her hands, hurriedly dressing Xiao Mo with astonishing speed and skill that left Qiao Mo dumbfounded.

Just then, model number fifteen was already on stage.

The chubby assistant pushed Xiao Mo towards the runway entrance.

Xiao Mo switched gears seamlessly, not even allowing Qiao Mo a glance to see if the suit fitted him, or if he perfectly captured the essence of the attire, before he was already on stage.

Qiao Mo stood in place, dumbfounded, not yet fully processing.

Shen Tingting felt the same, shocked that Xiao Mo abruptly breached the contract, declining to walk for her but did so for Qiao Mo!

Seconds later, the floor manager began shouting, "Number nineteen! Where is Number nineteen!"

Shen Tingting’s face went rigid, staring at her suit discarded to the side, her face turning green.

Nineteen, she was nineteen!

But her model hadn’t walked, someone else wore her clothes on stage!

"Qiao Mo... Qiao Mo! I want to kill you! I absolutely want to kill you!" Shen Tingting turned, lunging at Qiao Mo, eyes bulging with hatred, seemingly ready to strangle her!

Thankfully, the chubby assistant had been vigilantly watching Shen Tingting, quickly pulling Qiao Mo away when the situation became dire.