Chapter 50 - 50 50 The power he gives _1

Chapter 50: 50, The power he gives _1 Chapter 50: 50, The power he gives _1 Yang Lin and Yang Xiang, standing nearby, were obviously taken aback as well. They looked at each other, and Yang Xiang, unusually, chose to stay quiet and didn’t jump in to defend An Yu.

“So, Miss Jian and I are on the same wavelength. That’s exactly how I feel, too.” Khan smiled knowingly, glanced at An Yu, and said in a leisurely manner.

Struggling to maintain her composure, An Yu looked at Jian Qing, “Jian Qing, who are you to say I’m not suited for this shoot? Besides, I don’t think it’s up to you to decide whether I’m qualified.”

She was personally selected by JK International. Why should she be dropped just because Jian Qing said she was not suitable? An Yu wanted to see where Jian Qing got the guts to kick out the Miss of the prestigious An family.

“How do you know my decision doesn’t count?” Jian Qing responded with a cold laugh. Although her mouth was still smiling, it lacked her usual tenderness.

An Yu’s heart skipped a beat when she saw that Jian Qing didn’t seem to be lying. A sense of foreboding crept into her heart, and her voice lacked confidence when she said, “What… what do you mean?”

Jian Qing looked at An Yu steadily, a strange curve lifting the corner of her lips, “I mean that your participation in this jewelry shoot is unnecessary. You can leave now.”

Her icy cold voice, uttering each word slowly, felt like a thousand-pound weight crushing everyone’s hearts. An Yu’s pupils contracted as she tried to comprehend the situation.

“Jian Qing, what do you mean? You’re only a humble photographer. Who gave you the right to act so arrogant?” Yang Xiang quickly stepped forward, her voice filled with aggression.

Jian Qing ignored her, pulled out her phone to check the time, and looked up at An Yu, “Did you not understand? Or do you want me to escort you out?”

An Yu blushed, instinctively looking to Quan Jingwu, hoping he would speak up for her. However, to her dismay, Jingwu hadn’t looked her way at all.

Jian Qing followed her gaze, and whether by coincidence or not, those purple eyes were looking back at her. Their eyes met, a subtle energy flowing between them.

Suddenly, Quan Jingwu’s thin, crimson lips curved upward, his glittering, star-filled purple eyes enchanting. Jian Qing lost herself for a few seconds, noticing the amusement in his eyes, and hastily avoided his gaze.

Is there something toxic in Beijing’s environment? Had she also become seduced by his good looks?

Jingwu watched her reaction, drumming his fingers against the table as a low chuckle escaped his lips.

What a… cute and befuddling response.

Hearing the laughter next to her, Quan Yifei looked horrified and quickly retreated.

Jingwu was behaving unusually. She had to get out of his way to avoid trouble.

Even though An Yu was prepared for Jingwu’s indifference, she still felt a pang of loss when really confronted with it. An Yu glared at Jian Qing, venting her displeasure and anger, “Jian Qing, I have a contract with JK International. It’s not up to you to decide if I breach the contract. Besides, other than the CEO of JK International, no one else has the right to terminate my contract. You better gauge your own influence before you make a fool of yourself.”

“Exactly.” Yang Xiang sneered, “She really thinks she’s more important than she is.”

Khan crossed his arms, almost unable to hold back laughter. Gosh, this girl had some guts to challenge an old fox like Jian Qing.

Was this what they called ‘seek humiliation’?

Jian Qing raised her eyes to An Yu, a chilly smile in them, “Sorry to disappoint you, but there’s something you probably don’t know.”

“Wh… what?” Faced with the coldness in Jian Qing’s eyes, An Yu felt a chill in her heart.

“The decision on the model for this jewelry shoot is up to me. In other words, if I’m not satisfied with you, you can get lost. Understand?” Jian Qing said calmly, a sharp fierceness in her gaze.

Dead silence fell upon the entire photo studio, Chu Ruohan’s expression froze, and she just stared at Jian Qing’s gorgeous side profile, frozen in place.

No need to guess, she knew that, at JK International, only Jingwu could grant such power, and he was offering these privileges only to Jian Qing?

He knew the models for this shoot included her and An Yu, yet he gave this power to Jian Qing. Could it be that he and Jian Qing were…?

Chu Ruohan didn’t dare to think further. She quickly dismissed the thought and glared at Jian Qing, jealousy burning in her eyes.

“No… I don’t believe, why should I believe a word you say…” An Yu stared fiercely at Jian Qing, teeth gritted.

“If you don’t believe Jian Qing, do you believe me?” Quan Yifei interjected, walking up next to Jian Qing and stopping.

“Yifei, even you are…” An Yu couldn’t understand why. They’ve all grown up in the same circle since childhood. Why was Quan Yifei distant with them but so cozy with Jian Qing?

Quan Yifei laughed, “Yes, Jian Qing does indeed have this power. If you still don’t believe, our CEO is right there, you can go and ask him.”

With this, An Yu, and others quieted down. They may not believe Jian Qing’s words, but no one in Beijing dared to question Quan Jingwu.

“Yifei, you would really tear up our contract over Jian Qing?” An Yu desperately looked at Quan Yifei, her voice low.

Quan Yifei shrugged his shoulders, not his problem, and reiterated, “Sorry, I have no say in this matter. Our CEO said the entire model selection for this shoot is Jian Qing’s responsibility.”

This meant, if they had issues, they should ask Jian Qing, not her.

Just as An Yu was about to retort, she looked up and saw someone walking towards them. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

“CEO.”

The staff standing next to Jian Qing stepped aside when they saw Quan Jingwu approaching, making a way for him.

She looked at the man in front of her, stopping in his tracks. Startled, she looked at him, about to ask something, when a cold yet provocative voice filled the air, a trace of sensuality touching the words, “So who is unsuitable?”