Reborn to inherit a 100 billion fortune, the real daughter is crazy

Milan has a continental climate, with long, wet and cold winters.

The fashion show was in full swing, which made the outdoors seem a bit quieter.

Chi Cunxu's dark green pupils were like a bottomless pool of water, seemingly never to be disturbed, just like his extremely indifferent voice:

"I will only marry the heir of the Mo Group."

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The coldest season in Milan had already passed by then, but Chi Cunxu's extremely calm voice still made Yan Kang feel a chill in his heart.

Although it was an expected answer, he still felt his heart sink a little and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Yan Kang felt that he was actually more looking forward to hearing another answer.

It turns out that even Mr. Chi, who has always been omnipotent, has to succumb to reality.

However, he quickly adjusted himself from the unexpected mood in his heart. After all, people like them have had things since childhood that others can never compare to. Since they already have such a superior life, if they are still sad because of this little imperfection in their marriage, they will only become a laughing stock if they tell others about it. In the eyes of others, they are just groaning without pain.

"Since I met you, all your decisions have never gone wrong, and I believe this time will be the same—" Yan Kang smiled calmly: "So no matter what you do, I will support you as always."

Chi Cunxu nodded, and didn't seem to be very interested in continuing the topic: "If there is nothing else, let's go here first. A-Li is still waiting for me."

"No..." Seeing that he was about to leave, Yan Kang hurriedly asked, "Let's not talk about other branches, what about the tax evasion of Dabang Transportation Company? Are you really not going to care?"

Although Yan Kang knew that the Chi Group had no problems with taxation, it also had no other major faults worth digging into. But wasn't Mr. Chi a little too carefree?

At the very least, he should have someone put pressure on the relevant departments to avoid letting the situation become passive.

"Why should I care?" Chi Cunxu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Sooner or later, that crazy woman will realize that what she did is like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple. Family members no longer recognize each other as family members."

Yan Kang was confused by what he heard, but Mr. Chi must have his reasons for saying so, so he stopped asking for countermeasures.

I guess we will know the answer soon.

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Winters Manor is unusually lively today.

If you throw a handful of stones from above, they would probably hit three supermodels and a brand CEO.

Although it was not the first time for Mo Li to watch a fashion show, it was the first time she had seen such a grand and formal one, not to mention that it was held specifically for her.

Since she had nothing to do, she wandered around the backstage of the fashion show.

All the brands were busy changing the clothes for their models, and the stylists were even more flustered. They carefully tried out platinum chains on the models, which seemed to have only slight differences in thickness to the layman. After careful consideration, they chose the most suitable one to wear on the models.

Strive for excellence everywhere.

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The backstage of a fashion show may seem chaotic, but there is actually order in the chaos.

Mo Li took a quick glance and saw the faces of several internationally renowned supermodels. It seemed that the appearance fees of the models for today's show alone would be a staggering amount of expense.

The faces that I had only seen in fashion magazines most of the time suddenly appeared in front of me vividly, which always gave me a sense of unreality.

There were so many beauties at the scene that Mo Li couldn't see them all with his eyes.

She didn't want to cause trouble at this time, so she didn't reveal her identity. Everyone treated her as an unfamiliar oriental model and didn't pay much attention to her.

Most European and American models are nearly 1.8 meters tall, but with a height of just over 1.7 meters, she doesn't stand out at all among them.

Soon, the heated argument between several people not far away attracted everyone's attention.

Most people just looked at it from a distance, and only a few people went over to watch the fun.

Mo Li walked closer and saw that the heads of several brands were arguing over the right to use the dressing room.

The incident started when the person in charge of the Piatek brand asked several other brands to vacate a dressing room for several male models in her team. She became angry and embarrassed when she was rejected by the other party.

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Mo Li is quite familiar with the brand Piatek.

This is a niche design brand in Italy. Although it was established not long ago, it does not have the long history of other brands, and even its popularity is not as good as other top luxury brands. However, it is deeply loved by people for its classical style and complex and fine weaving craftsmanship. Each piece exudes a strong Italian style.

Mo Li learned about the Piatek brand from a fashion magazine and bought quite a few clothes from them.

Originally, this niche design brand was not big enough to be invited to show up at this fashion show. But Chi Cunxu knew that she was quite fond of this brand, so he specifically asked Yan Kang to invite it as well.

Mo Li is looking forward to seeing their works at this fashion show.

But at this moment, the business director of this brand, a beautiful woman with pure European and American looks, was mad at the heads of several other brands because of the dressing room incident:

"Why do you brands occupy all the dressing rooms in this area? Why can't you give me one to use alone? This is blatant discrimination!"

Mo Li understood the reason instantly. Today was a women's fashion show specially held for her, and all the models from various brands were female, so the staff did not arrange a dressing room for male models at all.

Hearing her swearing, the heads of several other brands all looked speechless to varying degrees.

Someone couldn't help but remind her: "Dear, didn't anyone tell you that today's fashion show was held by Mr. Chi specifically for his lover, and all the clothes on stage were women's and neutral styles. Your brand brought all men's clothes. Are you trying to test whether the other party has a cross-dressing fetish?"

The head of another brand nearby also had obvious anger on his face: "And what were you doing just now? Our female models are changing clothes inside, how could you just rush in with a group of male models? If we didn't want to cause trouble, I could call the police to arrest you!"

The brand manager of Piatek snorted coldly, ruffled her long reddish-brown hair, and said as if it was a matter of course: "Who told you not to give me the dressing room? Since the dressing room is shared by all brands, of course I can just bring people in! Anyway, my male models won't suffer any loss."

When the other brands heard this, they were about to explode again.