Jiang Lingxi suspected that Yun Chan had figured out the truth that she didn't know Mr. Carlo.
That's why Yun Chan arranged for him to sit next to her.
With this suspicion, she stood up, meeting the old man's scrutinizing gaze, and greeted him without arrogance or servility: "Hello, Mr. Carlo, I am Jiang Lingxi."
According to Yun Chan's understanding of Carlo, the old man should currently just nod coldly and then take his seat.
But the reality was somewhat unexpected for her.
She saw Mr. Carlo extend his right hand, which he rarely offered, and even spoke with a slightly stiff accent: "Hello, Miss Jiang."
As she watched a slender, fair hand clasp with a pale, wrinkled hand right in front of her, Yun Chan's eyebrows involuntarily twitched.
As for who Mr. Carlo was, she believed no one present would be unaware.
A leading figure in the international fashion industry, a myth that stands unyielding in the fashion world... All these extremely honorable titles fit him perfectly.