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"You have such connections, how could I not believe it?" Chen Chongchong scoffed.
"Believe it or not, that's up to you. Anyway, I'm busy, so I won't entertain you any longer. Feel free to do as you wish," Ni Xingyi said, exuding an air of confidence as she turned to leave.
"You should apologize to her. Ni Xingyi is no simple character. I just made some inquiries; do you know who is backing her this time?" Kenner said.
"Who?" Chen Chongchong frowned.
"Jon Delson," Kenner replied seriously.
"Jon Delson? Never heard of him," Chen Chongchong pondered for a moment but couldn't recall who Jon Delson was.
"Of course you haven't heard of him; you weren't even born when he retired and rarely made appearances. I thought he was already dead, but unexpectedly, he showed up this time and is supporting a little-known designer. It's truly baffling. However, with Jon Delson backing Ni Xingyi, the entire fashion industry will likely have to give her face. So I advise you to apologize to her. If she asks Jon Delson to deal with you, you won't be able to survive in any industry afterward. It could even lead to your family's bankruptcy in no time," Kenner said earnestly, not exaggerating.
Upon hearing this, Chen Chongchong's expression changed dramatically as she hurriedly took out her phone to search for information.
When she saw the online introduction about Jon Delson, she was stunned; he was part of the Delson Family.
"How could Ni Xingyi possibly know someone like him? Could there be a mistake? The introduction says this Jon Delson is almost a hundred years old," Chen Chongchong said in disbelief.
"I met him over thirty years ago when he was in his sixties. It's strange; one would expect a man nearing a hundred to look frail, but look at him—he doesn't seem old at all, just as spirited as he was thirty years ago," Kenner pointed out.
He was also shocked; although he had seen Jon Delson earlier, he hadn't thought much of it. Now that he confirmed Jon's identity, he was genuinely astonished.
Thirty years had passed, and while everyone else had aged, Jon looked just like he did back then. His skin showed no signs of plastic surgery—it was almost unbelievable. Did super-rich people have some elixir to prevent aging? But that didn't make sense; Jon's contemporaries were either dead or sitting in wheelchairs, looking like withered trees. Jon's appearance was far too unusual.
"Could it be a fake?" Chen Chongchong suggested.
"Impossible! Who would dare so boldly impersonate someone from the Delson Family? Chong Chong, regardless of the situation, Ni Xingyi has Jon Delson backing her now. We can't afford to provoke her; you'd better apologize and back down. Otherwise, you'll regret it later," Kenner advised with sincerity.
At this point, Chen Chongchong fell silent—she felt unwilling but also helpless. If that were true, she would have to accept her fate. Yet she still couldn't come to terms with the reality that someone she had looked down upon just yesterday had now turned the tables on her. This kind of reversal was hard for anyone to accept, and Ni Xingyi's leap was simply too great to fathom.
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen had gone backstage to find Jiang Lu, who was removing her makeup. Jon Delson was surrounded by a group of people, especially some old friends who even came in wheelchairs tonight to support him.
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