Mu Yin followed the servant downstairs.
Before entering the dining room, she saw a young, handsome British man sitting beside a cold and aloof man, constantly trying to please and coax him with a smile.
This British man was clearly the famed designer, Mr. Aires, who had been quite popular in recent years.
Even Mu Yin, who hadn't paid attention to fashion for a long time, had seen his interviews and works in magazines.
But Mu Yin wasn't interested in that.
What she cared about was the interaction between the two men, clearly indicating a disparity in status.
Chu Junyan, what exactly was his status?
If he was merely a illegitimate child of Chu Family, no matter how capable, it wouldn't be possible for a renowned designer connected with the royalty to ingratiate himself, right?
As Mu Yin entered, the frosty man gave a slight start, his deep dark eyes briefly sweeping over her, flickering with a trace of light.
But it was too quick, and Mu Yin didn't see it.
