I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

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A woman gave a shrewd smile.

"We were just thinking that our seniors were short of performers for their farewell performance, and we happened to be free, so we came to help out."

Twelve Nights was somewhat surprised.

"You all had things to do, didn't you? It's strange, you all had things to do at the same time, but now you're all free. Besides, I changed this place at the last minute, so how did you find this place?"

Of course, they wouldn't say that there are only a handful of properties in Tokyo that are available for rent and that you can find one by one.

"Isn't this because I'm concerned about my senior's situation?"

Twelve Nights nodded.

"Thank you for your concern, but we don't need any more people here."

"Senior, this is your farewell performance after all. Hiring a group of unknown and unprofessional people won't be good for your reputation, will it?"

Twelve Nights waved his hand.

"Then you won't need to trouble yourselves. You and I have already made things very clear before, and I have replied to each of your messages. It's good that you have your own ideas, and I hope you will stick to them to the end."

"I don't quite understand what you mean by coming here as a group to block the way."

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly started playing the emotional card.

"Senior, this runway show is really important for us models who aren't very famous yet. Please give me a chance."

Cries for help rose and fell.

All I want to do on Twelve Nights is laugh.

"Since things have come to this point, I'll just be blunt."

“I gave you chances, but you didn’t take them. Your excuses were all over the place, and not one of you told the truth. If you had told the truth, I would have respected you a little more.”

"Originally, I wanted to give you all my resources, my connections, and the opportunities I had for this farewell performance."

"And you all just thought that I was going to retire and that I had some negative publicity, so you all ran away faster than rabbits. Once the negative publicity disappeared, or even because of the negative publicity that made this farewell performance several levels better, you all started coming here together without even saying hello."

These people were speechless.

“There are some things you may not know. If you had told us a day or two later, you might not have brought it up.”

"Look at all of you, aren't five or six people missing?"

Everyone was stunned, and then began to think.

Indeed, at the beginning, Twelve Nights created a group of models for everyone.

Everyone knows each other, and after the incident, these people who were trying to shift the blame created a group to discuss the matter.

Almost everyone except Twelve Nights was pulled in.

Everyone cancelled the farewell performance for the 12th night.

But there were five or six who hardly said a word.

Especially today's group coup attempt, which was originally a joint effort by everyone, they felt that if they all came together, Twelve Nights would have to give them some face or be soft-hearted.

Twelve Nights glanced at the time.

"By this time, those people should have already arrived in Paris."

Upon hearing this, those people widened their eyes and froze on the spot.

"You don't need to waste your energy. Today's farewell performance doesn't feature any internationally renowned people; they're all just ordinary folks."

"Let me tell you about those people. I actively pushed three of them, and two of them sincerely told me about it. Whether I pushed them actively or passively, what they did made me feel comfortable. I don't care what they were thinking. They didn't kick me when I was down, so they deserve my resources."

“I paid for their airfare to Paris for training, and each of them received a personal letter of recommendation from me. They can directly sign with my previous company and be personally trained by Director Tina.”

"I believe that in the near future, under the guidance of Director Tina, they will also become well-known in the international modeling industry."

"After all, even someone like me can be promoted to a top-tier position by him."

Those people remained silent, feeling as if they had missed out on a fortune.

"Let's go, today is my farewell performance, I don't want to make things unpleasant."

Twelve Nights issued an order to leave, and although these people were unwilling, they did not say anything more and turned to leave.

Feng Zejian noticed their micro-expressions.

There is regret, remorse, resentment, anger, and complaints—truly a microcosm of human existence.

Chapter 440 He Came Out

Did Twelve Nights not realize that her actions would have a negative impact on them?

She knew she wanted to test human nature, to see how many of the people around her were truly sincere towards her.

Twelve Nights is kind; she doesn't deliberately create tests, she just uses this opportunity.

She didn't even do anything, she just stalled for time.

What saddened her wasn't their pursuit of profit and avoidance of harm, but rather that these people wouldn't even tell the truth.

Feng Zejian sat with Twelve Nights on the sofa in the hall.

"Master, you must be having a tough time abroad too."

"It's alright, they're all the same. It's really tough when you're unknown."

"Before I became famous, it was common for small-time models like me to be subjected to unspoken rules and sexual harassment."

Feng Zejian felt a pang of anxiety.

"Master, you weren't taken advantage of, were you?"

Shierye pulled Feng Zejian to his side and whispered in his ear, "Your master is still a virgin, don't worry."

Feng Zejian shook his head and argued, "That's not what I meant."

“I know, there’s no need for us, master and apprentice, to explain.”

"The director Tina I just mentioned is a mentor to me in my career. At that time, I was an unknown model working as a dishwasher abroad, earning the lowest hourly wage."

"Back then, we couldn't communicate because of the language barrier. We only knew some simple conversations, and the store manager tricked us into using us as a scapegoat."

That was also the first time I met Mr. Tina.

“Mr. Tina looked me over and asked me some questions that I had to listen to several times before I understood them.”

“He knew I was a model working part-time here, so he let me work for him.”

"Later, when I had made great progress in English and French, I learned that the cook had cooked the food undercooked that day. Mr. Tina was short-tempered and very particular, and he insisted on an explanation. Since I was a temporary worker, he pushed me out. I didn't even know what had happened."

"Mr. Tina is a highly professional, meticulous, and charismatic person. I used to admire him, but unfortunately..."

Feng Zejian couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's a pity? He's married?"

Twelve Nights shook his head.

"No, he came out."

Feng Zejian was stunned for a moment.

Coming out is quite common.

"But that's why I can trust him. However, when I saw him passionately kissing another big, hairy man, I was also incredibly shocked."

"Especially when the two of them saw me, they acted as if no one else was around, and even reminded me that there were drinks in the refrigerator when they were having an in-depth conversation."

Feng Zejian was completely dumbfounded.

"Shouldn't you leave in this situation and give the two of them some private space?"

"Yes, I didn't plan to stay, but I went to his studio and asked for some information. It took less than two minutes for them to finish. What could I do?"

Feng Zejian was speechless; when it comes to openness, foreign countries are still the best.

Then someone else pushed the door open and came in.

Feng Zejian subconsciously looked over and was surprised to see Russell Weiss pushing Angela over.

"What brings these two here?"

"Since we had nothing else to do, we invited the two of them over. Don't just sit there, go and greet them."

The two men stood up to greet them.

Angela looked at the two of them with an innocent smile.

"Thank you for the invitation, Twelve Nights. We meet again."

A smile appeared on Feng Zejian's face.

"Yes, we meet again. I had something come up earlier, so I had to leave. Let's have a good meal together after the performance. It's on me."

Angela did not refuse.

"Ah."

Feng Zejian sized up the two of them.

"Are you here as spectators or as models?"

Upon hearing this, not only were Angela and Russell Weiss stunned, but Twelve Nights was also dumbfounded.

“Apprentice, what are you saying? How can Angela go on stage looking like this? Are you expecting Russell Weiss to push her in a wheelchair?”

Feng Zejian pondered for a moment.

"I just think that both of them are good-looking and have great figures, it's a real shame they're just audience members."

"And who said he has to use a wheelchair? Russell Weiss looks strong and healthy, can't he just carry Angela?"

"If Russell Weiss can't carry it, that's another story."

Russell Weiss's fair cheeks flushed slightly.

He was Angela's bodyguard, so it was only natural that he was attracted to her. At first, hearing about this would seem abrupt, but upon closer inspection, it made one feel a sense of anticipation.

He couldn't be too enthusiastic, but he also didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Well, I'm fine with either way, it just depends on what Angela thinks."

Angela gave a playful smile.

"Actually, I'm not too bad, but I'm not the one who's tired. If the person who's holding me doesn't want to, I think I'll just have to let it go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zejian immediately volunteered.

"I'm not afraid of getting tired, I'll carry you."

Twelve Nights frowned.

Russell Weiss was getting anxious.

"Well, let me do it. After all, taking care of Angela is my job, and I'm more familiar with how to hold her."

Feng Zejian stroked his chin.

"Roselle, you're not being honest. I still want to compete with you."

Russell Weiss gritted his teeth.

“Taking care of Angela has become an indispensable part of my life, and I would much rather take care of Angela, so please give me this opportunity, please.”

Feng Zejian took a step back.

"Since you've put it that way, Rosell, then I'll reluctantly withdraw."

Russell Weiss breathed a sigh of relief, and Angela secretly gave Feng Zejian a thumbs up.

This was a teamwork that the two of them didn't rehearse beforehand.

Twelve Nights also realized what Kazema was trying to do.

He nudged Feng Zejian with his shoulder.

"You're something else, kid."

However, Twelve Nights was still a little worried.

"I'm fine with this, are you two really okay with this?"