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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 replied, exuding an air of confidence as she turned to leave.
"You should apologize to her. Ni Xingyi is no simple character. I specifically inquired earlier; do you know who is backing her this time?" Kenier said.
"Who?" Chen Chongchong frowned.
"Jon Delson," Kenier said 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 had already passed away, but unexpectedly, he showed up this time to support an unknown 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, and it could even lead to your family's bankruptcy in no time," Kenier 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 a member 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 found it hard to believe.
"I met him over thirty years ago; at that time, he was in his sixties. It's strange because one would expect a nearly hundred-year-old man to look frail, but look at him—he doesn't appear old at all and seems just as vigorous as he did thirty years ago," Kenier pointed out regarding Jon Delson.
He was also shocked; although he had seen Jon Delson earlier, he hadn't given it much thought. Now that he confirmed Jon Delson's identity, he was truly 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 simply uncanny. Did super-rich people have elixirs to prevent aging? But that didn't make sense either—Jon's contemporaries were either dead or sitting in wheelchairs, looking like gnarled trees. Jon's appearance was too abnormal.
"Could it be a fake?" Chen Chongchong suggested.
"Impossible! Who would dare impersonate someone from the Delson Family so brazenly? 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," Kenier urged sincerely.
At this point, Chen Chongchong fell silent—she felt unwilling but also helpless. If it were true, she would have no choice but to accept her fate. However, she still couldn't come to terms with this reality.
Someone she had looked down upon just yesterday was now standing above her; such a reversal was hard for anyone to accept. Moreover, Ni Xingyi's leap was too great—so great that it seemed unbelievable.
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 of his old friends who had even come in wheelchairs tonight to show their support for him.
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