Urban Supreme Evil Young Master

”There must be something wrong with this dress!”

In a moment of extreme humiliation, the present Isabelle Adjani spoke out.

Her voice carried a hint of distortion as she looked at Lu Yu in front of her, and spoke, ”This gown must have a significant design flaw!”

When she spoke again, Isabelle Adjani’s voice was tainted with bitterness, now looking at Lu Yu, her voice was hysterical and utterly mad.

Isabelle Adjani refused to admit that it was her own figure that couldn’t carry this dress!

”Oh?”

Upon hearing Isabelle Adjani’s words, Lu Yu laughed coldly, his face carrying a trace of chill and filled with derision: ”Can’t go to the bathroom, so you blame the earth for lack of gravity?”

When speaking, Lu Yu’s voice was full of disdain as he looked at Isabelle Adjani in front of him, saying, ”When there’s a problem, the first response is to blame someone else, you are truly nothing more than that.”

While speaking, Lu Yu’s face was full of contempt and disdain; he truly looked down on Isabelle Adjani.

If someone is humiliated, they should rise to the challenge and prove themselves to those who insulted them, such a person is strong!

But if one faces a problem and immediately blames others instead of self-reflection, that person is a coward, exceedingly weak!

And now Isabelle Adjani was clearly such a person.

Unable to carry such a gown with her own figure, yet insisting the design is flawed, this kind of person is truly a massive coward!

”Clearly, it’s a design issue with this dress!”

Upon hearing Lu Yu’s words, Isabelle Adjani’s voice became sharper and more frantic as she looked at Lu Yu in front of her, shouting loudly: ”How could my figure possibly be surpassed by someone untrained!?”

Her voice was extremely loud as she spoke, echoing within the store, appearing very insane!

”This time it’s definitely the gown that’s problematic!”

At this moment, Isabelle Adjani’s voice echoed within the store, piercingly sharp, giving an impression of anger.

”Ridiculous!”

At this very moment, as Isabelle Adjani’s words were about to be spoken, an elderly British accent suddenly emerged.

This voice carried a solemn and angry tone, coming across as rigid.

As this was spoken, those present were momentarily startled, then quickly turned towards the direction of the voice.

Looking over, they found an elderly man dressed in a blue suit slowly stepping out, his gait steady, his gaze full of fury as he stared fixedly at Isabelle Adjani, appearing very angry!

Upon seeing this elder, everyone present was momentarily stunned, faces registering shock!

Because the elder before them was none other than Sir Paul Smith, the official tailor for the British Royal Family!

Paul Smith is one of the most famous designers in the United Kingdom, specializing in royal attire, and every garment from his hands is a classic piece, thus earning him a title from the Queen!

Such a person is unquestionably the most authoritative figure in British tailoring!

”A mere rookie in the modeling scene, won a few awards, appeared in some films, and now considers her figure flawless, what an enormous joke!”

Slowly approaching Lu Yu, Paul Smith looked at Isabelle Adjani and spoke coldly, his voice extremely somber, enough to send shivers down one’s spine!

Clearly, Isabelle Adjani’s previous remarks had thoroughly enraged this master tailor!

”Sir Paul Smith!”

Upon seeing the elder before her, Isabelle Adjani momentarily regained some composure, looking at Paul Smith, she spoke: ”I am Isabelle Adjani, meeting you is an honor...”

Every model is respectful towards master tailors because wearing garments crafted by them is a perfect opportunity to elevate themselves!

Hence Isabelle Adjani’s humility and respectfulness now!

Because this elder holds the key to her future!

”An honor?”

Upon hearing Isabelle Adjani’s words, Paul Smith spoke: ”Just moments ago, you were questioning my proudest work, and now you say it’s an honor?”

”Isabelle Adjani, are these words meant to fool ghosts?”

As he spoke, Paul Smith’s voice carried traces of chill and anger, his words filled with vehement indignation!

Each master tailor treats their creations like children, filled with love and praise, not tolerating the slightest defamation or insult!

And just moments ago, Isabelle Adjani publicly declared the dress flawed, how could that not infuriate Paul Smith!?

Buzz!

Once those words were spoken, instantaneously, Isabelle Adjani felt her scalp tingle, her mouth agape, astonished!

Isabelle Adjani never anticipated that this gown was indeed Paul Smith’s most cherished masterpiece!

To question a master tailor’s work before them is already a foolish act, and Isabelle Adjani questioned Sir Paul Smith’s very proudest creation now.

Such behavior, how could it not anger the other party!?

Thinking of this, at this moment, Isabelle Adjani felt tightness in her scalp, an immense sense of anxiety swiftly engulfed her, causing her thoughts to blur!

Amidst her daze, she felt waves of astonishment, as she gazed at Leng Qingqiu before her, utterly speechless, her eyes filled with horror.

She truly never imagined that Leng Qingqiu could effortlessly carry this gown, Sir Paul Smith’s most prized creation!