She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

"Has Professor Douglas ever taught students in the film department?" Su Lingxi asked pretending to be ignorant.

Pei Chaoying nodded, then shook her head. "It may not be accurate to say that he once was. Professor Douglas is the teacher of our film analysis class. Both the Department of Drama Arts and the Department of Film have this required course, and he has always been in charge of teaching it."

"So you're a student majoring in drama arts. No wonder you're so knowledgeable when talking about movies."

Su Lingxi's eyes were sincere when he said this, which made Pei Chaoying, who was always shameless, feel a little embarrassed.

I never expected that Miss Su’s personality in private is even more approachable than on stage.

She couldn't help but think.

Along the way, the two talked a lot about director Selina's work style, including but not limited to some anecdotes and rumors they heard from others.

At sunset, the vehicle slowly drove into the Champs-Elysées with the traffic, and finally stopped steadily in front of a townhouse.

This is a low-key yet luxurious Italian Renaissance mansion with a solemn and magnificent exterior, a strong religious atmosphere, and the beauty of classical architecture. The interior is exquisite and gorgeous, with a magnificent staircase carved from Algerian yellow agate, a Moorish bathroom, three-dimensional reliefs, and a large living room with a painting "Chasing Day and Night" by the famous French painter Paul Baudry on the ceiling. Every detail is exquisite.

Even though Su Lingxi was used to seeing luxurious villas in China, at this moment he couldn't help but be attracted by the rich artistic atmosphere in this house.

Pei Chaoying, who was following her and observing the room, was now stunned by the luxurious furnishings in the room.

In the past, she only knew that this townhouse was built with funds from Madame Hermann, the most famous socialite in France in the 19th century. It has a history of hundreds of years from the mid-19th century to the present. Countless elites in the fields of literature, art and politics have come here to attend Madame Hermann's parties. Even the famous writer Flaubert was once a friend of Madame Hermann.

After Mrs. Herman passed away, the house was purchased by a private buyer, but few people know who it was.

I didn't expect it to be bought by the Milleran family...

Pei Chaoying looked around calmly while thinking secretly.

The waiter had just asked them to wait for a moment, and Mrs. Millerand would be here soon. From her tone, she seemed to be very friendly to them.

Could it be that Miss Su and Mrs. Millerand were actually acquainted?

Could the private matter she was talking about be related to Mrs. Miller?

Oh, if she had known that they were friends, she wouldn't have told those gossip stories in the car just now... She was just trying to be smart by showing off her skills...

Pei Chaoying felt a pang of regret, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Ever since she came to France to study, the name Eva Deschanel has often appeared in the mouths of her classmates discussing gossip.

An ordinary middle-class girl could actually become the beloved of the internationally renowned director Andrew Millerand - you know, the Millerand family is not an ordinary wealthy family, and its family history can be traced back to France in the 15th century.

The Millerand family has inherited the title of Duke from generation to generation. Over the past few hundred years, their descendants have served as French chief justices, diplomats, mayors of Paris, French financial directors... and even served as Secretary of State for Louis XVI.

Despite the abolition of the monarchy, the Millerand family still stands as an aristocratic family in modern times. Andrew Millerand's brother is still the French Minister of Economy and Finance and has a foothold in politics as a Republican.

Millerand himself was internationally famous and made outstanding contributions to the dissemination of European culture, and was awarded a knighthood as a reward.

Of course, considering all aspects, Pei Chaoying did not envy Deschanel at all for marrying a rich husband - Director Millerand was indeed rich and powerful, but he was also a notorious playboy when he was young.

Oscar-winning actress Vivian Newman and Cannes Film Festival winner Sophia Ward were both his ex-wives.

Although Millerand has always presented an affectionate and loyal image to the outside world since falling in love with Deschanel, Pei Chaoying does not think that this new image can completely erase his previous romantic affairs.

What's more, there is a 20-year age difference between Millerand and Deschanel - no matter how rich he is, he is just a rich old man.

She had seen the leaked photos of Eva Deschanel at the wedding, and judging from her appearance, she was in no way inferior to those two famous movie queens.

In Pei Chaoying's opinion, she was more than qualified for Millerand, and there was no such thing as "marrying above her station" as the French people said.

Compared to what they often talked about, what Pei Chaoying really envied was Deschanel's current freedom of having money, free time, and not being constrained by family: no children, no husband, and endless money... This was simply the rich woman's life she had always dreamed of.

By the way, Eva Deschanel should be considered the richest single woman in Paris today, right? Even if she is not ranked first, she should at least be in the top ten!

I don't know what kind of personality she will have...

Pei Chaoying took a sip of tea carefully, focused his eyes, his inner world was extremely rich, but he pretended to be well-behaved and sat aside.

At this moment, Su Lingxi was thinking the same question as her - what kind of person would Eva Deschanel, the mysterious chairman behind Hengsheng Pictures, her real boss?

A soft nude pink tulle skirt came into view the next second.

She slowly moved her eyes upwards along the powder, and a satin dress with exaggerated lines and simple colors appeared in front of her, along with the classic multi-layered pearl bracelet on the woman's wrist, which looked even more lustrous under the gorgeous lights.

"Hello, dear. I think you should know my name." The woman gently took off her white dress gloves and put them in the hands of the waiter beside her. She sat down opposite her with her skirt swaying. "In this case, I will not make any unnecessary self-introductions. You can call me Eva, or Ms. Eva or Ms. Deschanel, but——"

"--Please don't call me Mrs. Millerand. To be honest, I hate it."

The woman blinked, and her eyes, as blue as the sea, were now looking at Su Lingxi directly.

It was an aggressive look from top to bottom, like examining merchandise, but it didn't seem offensive when she did it.

Obviously, the woman's conversational style was straightforward and high-profile, skipping the usual greetings and inquiries that the French love, and going straight to the point.

Su Lingxi glanced at the two waiters beside him who had calm expressions, and immediately had an idea in his mind.

She raised the corner of her lips and took the initiative to extend her right hand: "Ms. Eva, it's an honor to meet you today. My last name is Su, you can call me Su, or Nicole."

She spoke this in French.

Speak fluently and without any accent.

Pei Chaoying, who had not yet had the chance to perform his translation duties, stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open.