There exists this kind of woman in the world - one who doesn't possess extraordinary beauty, but is nonetheless enchanting. Wen Xinti is undoubtedly such a woman.

Dressed in a simple white dress that enveloped her petite frame, her finely-curved figure was outlined. Her loose, wavy hair fell over her shoulders, and on her lightly made-up face was a look that, while not stunning or seductive, was enduringly appealing. On her feet, a pair of plain high-heeled shoes, coupled with her fresh and unworldly aura, bestowed upon her an ethereal appearance.

Passengers around her occasionally cast her interested glances, but she seemed oblivious, her attention solely focused on the laptop screen set on her lap.

She was coloring a clothing design sketch.

As the most popular and valuable chief designer under the Louis Group, each of Wen Xinti's works was widely sought after. Many even referred to her as a magician, as though each piece she designed was imbued with a soul.

This year, a few of her casually-designed clothing pieces made a splash at New York Fashion Week, propelling Louis' position in the fashion industry to a new height.

Many have speculated her to be a seasoned veteran, yet no one knew, she was merely a fresh graduate intern.

This time, Wen Xinti returned to her home country for two primary reasons. One of which was to attend an important exhibition hosted by Louis' subsidiary company in Luo City, Z Country.

As for the other reason...

Her fingers paused on the keyboard. a hint of darkness flashed in Wen Xinti's eyes, as her father's words from last night's phone call involuntarily resurfaced in her mind: "Xinti, your father is planning to divide the Wen's assets. You should return and claim your part of the share."

Words veiled in care and concern sounded nothing but sarcastic in Wen Xinti's ears.

In truth, she didn't care for the inheritance. The reason she returned was because she couldn't swallow the bitterness.

The Wen Group was her mother’s life’s work. However, only a few years ago, less than a month after her mother's death, Wen Zhidong had brought a mistress home.

This mistress also brought along two burdens. Unexpectedly, she now had a brother and a sister.

The mother and daughters trio had just arrived at the Wen's house, on the surface, they acted like they cared about her deeply. However, behind her back, they were using manipulative tactics to sabotage her relationship with Wen Zhi Dong, causing the relationship between the father and daughter to worsen progressively.

Just when she was suffering in school, an opportunity for an exchange student appeared unexpectedly. Without much thought, she made the determined decision to study abroad.

Unexpectedly, just a year passed and they were already getting ready to divide the family property.

Wen Xin Ti knew very clearly that she had lost her standing in that family. Yet, even so, she did not want to compromise.

The Wen Estate was the final support her mother left her when she passed away. No one could take even a cent from it!

Thinking of this, Wen Xin Ti’s eyes flashed a hint of determination, and the hand controlling the mouse, subconsciously gripped tighter.

As a result, a smear of an unsightly blot was accidentally added to the once perfect blueprint on the screen. Wen Xin Ti hurriedly came to her senses and cried out, "It's ruined, all ruined..."

An hour worth of hard work, all wasted!

What should she do now?

Today is Louis's deadline. With this hiccup, her paper would undoubtedly be delayed.

Right when Wen Xin Ti felt regretful, a commotion erupted at the airport entrance.

Seven to eight bodyguards dressed in black suits, well-trained, entered through the airport entrance with two standing on each side, creating a path in between them.

Under the gaze of countless puzzled eyes, an extraordinary man, backlit, stepped in from the margins.

His slim, lengthy legs are emphasized by his polished, all-black suit, under which is a well-fitted dress shirt buttoned up securely, tracing the outline of his toned physique all the way and tightly bound at the collar. His deep-set eyes and high-bridged nose framed his face like a finely crafted work of God. His thin lips traced a straight line, releasing a surge of masculine charm fermenting in the air.

Undoubtedly, this was an outstanding man; every action he took emitted a sense of royalty, captivating all eyes that were directed at him.

Many women were charmed, their eyes sparkling with hearts: "Oh, what a handsome man!"

"I want to approach him, I want to marry him."

"But, let's think it through. Look at him. His customized suit is from Louis’s chief designer, 'Wendy'. He's wearing a Patek Philippe on his hand, worth millions. He is no ordinary person.”

After a few seconds of silence, the noise at the airport became greater, yet Lu Jingyuan, the focus of the public, paid no heed.

At this moment, he wore a deep frown.

"Sorry, Young Master, I booked the fastest flight from New York to Los Angeles. However, all the first-class seats have been sold out. One business class seat has also been booked ahead of us, but I have bought the rest to ensure that you are not disturbed as much as possible," said assistant Gu Chengfeng with an apologetic and trembling voice trailing behind Lu.

Lu Jingyuan’s face became even sourer, "You're inefficient! I told you that the purpose of this trip home was to meet Miss Wendy. Louis wouldn’t be where it is today without her designs. It took a great deal of effort to invite her to the exhibition, but you gave the plane ticket intended for me to my sister!”

"I am sorry, Young Master. This is my fault... but, as you know, even I don't dare to refuse anything that Miss wants," said Gu Chengfeng with utmost regret, his heart full of anguish.

He certainly had really bad luck, to be assigned to serve the siblings of the Lu family.

With a cold snort, Lu Jingyuan quickened his pace and strode along.

That's when the incident occurred.

The bodyguard, who was supposed to clear the way ahead, walked too fast and accidentally bumped into a little girl who appeared out of nowhere.

Caught off-guard, the little girl was knocked down to the floor, right next to Wen Xinti’s feet.

"Little girl, are you okay?"

Wen Xinti quickly stopped her work, concernedly asking the little girl.

The little girl had rosy lips and sparkling white teeth, with wide rounded eyes. At first, she looked at Wen Xinti and then at the group of black-suited bodyguards. Suddenly, her lips turned down and she burst into tears.

Wen Xinti hurriedly put down her computer and crouched down, intending to help the little girl up: "What's wrong? Did you get hurt when you fell?"

The little girl sobbed as she called for her mother. Upon hearing this, her mother rushed over. She didn't dare utter a single word and didn't wait for an apology from the group of bodyguards before she quickly whisked her away.

It was only then that Wen Xinti had the chance to glance at the black-suited bodyguards.

Each of them had an impassive expression, as if nothing had happened.

She couldn't help but feel somewhat annoyed.

They were really arrogant!

Bumping into people, but not even offering an apology.

With disdain in her eyes, Wen Xinti prepared to turn around and continue her work.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to pick up her computer, another figure brushed past her, bumping into her again.

The computer slipped out of her grasp with a loud 'thud', falling from the table height.

Wen Xinti was stunned.

Her design drafts!!!

It took a moment for the shock to wear off, and she reacted to rescue her computer as quickly as possible. However, it was already too late, the screen had cracked from the impact, and had completely stopped working.

She was utterly devastated!

All her vital design sketches were stored in that laptop. One mishap, and two months of her hard work had gone down the drain.

Overwhelmed by her fury, Wen Xinti immediately exclaimed, "Hey! Don't you watch where you're going?"

Her livid reprimand effectively halted Lu Jingyuan's advance. He turned to Wen Xinti, a hint of discontent visible on his composed face—just as a distant mountain peek wrinkles under the sun.

Gu Chengfeng, ever so dutiful, quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss, I’m sorry. We were in a hurry and accidentally knocked over your laptop. We will compensate for the damage."

"Compensation? Can you even afford it? Do you have any idea how valuable the items inside the laptop are?" Wen Xinti snapped, her suppressed emotions threatening to explode at that moment.

Gu Chengfeng frowned and tried to make peace, "Miss, our Young Master indeed did not do this on purpose. Could we just let it go..."

"No!"

Interrupting Gu Chengfeng without hesitating, Wen Xinti retorted, "The data in there is the result of months of my labor. You think you can just dismiss it? Who do you think you are, the President?"

"But..."

Just as Gu Chengfeng was about to reply, Lu JingYuan, who'd stayed silent till now, let out a sarcastic laugh saying, "You're acting as if this is a matter of life and death. Are you just after money? Trying to pull off a scam in the airport? You sure are special."