Chapter 173: Who Cares About Prince Charming? My Best Friend Should Always Come First!

Fang Ziqian saw her and quickly walked over.

“Little Xixi, this is bad! I’m not sure why, but Young Master Shao suddenly had a terrible stomach ache. He can’t even stand properly now!”

“What? How did this happen?”

Luo Chenxi was stunned. She ran to Shao Mingyi’s side and squatted down as she looked at his pale face worriedly.

“Young Master Shao, how do you feel? Why do you suddenly have a stomach ache? Your face, it’s looking horrifyingly pale! Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Shao Mingyi bit his lip and shook his head. “No… I can’t do that. The show is about to begin, I can’t just walk away now.”

“But, judging by the state you’re in right now…” Luo Chenxi said hesitantly.

She valued this fashion show more than anyone else, so it was only natural that she hoped Shao Mingyi could stay.

If Shao Mingyi left, Luo Chenxi would be left without a male model and all that was left for her was to give up on the competition!

However, Shao Mingyi’s terrifyingly pale face just looked too scary, so she was more worried of something bad happening to him.

Shao Mingyi supported himself by holding onto the back of his chair and stood up shakily. “It’s just that… my stomach isn’t feeling well, I might have eaten something bad… Let me head to the bathroom, I’ll be back soon.”

“Alright…”

Luo Chenxi’s face immediately darkened after Shao Mingyi left.

“Little Qianqian, did anything unusual happen just now?”

There was no way she would believe such a coincidence.

Shao Mingyi was perfectly fine before this, so how did he suddenly turn out like this just twenty minutes before the start of the competition?

Fang Ziqian was extremely vexed, “We’ve been careless! A staff member came to Young Master Shao to ask for an autograph and even gave him a bottle of water. Young Master Shao happened to be thirsty, so he immediately opened it and took a sip. Barely two minutes later, Young Master Shao suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his stomach.”

Luo Chenxi immediately got the picture. “Wu Lingshan’s probably up to something again! I can’t believe she’s actually willing to use any despicable method possible to win the first prize!

“What an absolutely disgusting person!”

Fang Ziqian looked at the clock on the wall and grew anxious. “Young Master Shao hasn’t returned yet, the fashion show is about to start any minute. Is he really going to make it?”

Luo Chenxi sighed deeply. “If this really is a trick that Wu Lingshan pulled, Young Master Shao will most probably not make it back here.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shao Mingyi’s manager walked toward them.

When he saw Luo Chenxi, his face filled with guilt. “Miss Xing Chen, I’m terribly sorry! Mingyi almost fainted from dehydration in the bathroom just now. I have to send him to the hospital immediately. He can no longer model for the show today. In turn, we will do our best to compensate for the loss we caused.”

“How can this be? Is Young Master Shao really unable to endure even just a short while? He only needs to be on stage for two minutes.”

Fang Ziqian could not bear to see her best friend’s efforts over the past few months go to waste, so she tried her best to convince the manager.

On the contrary, Luo Chenxi, on the other hand, was much calmer.

She nodded at Shao Mingyi’s manager. “Young Master Shao’s health is still more important, please take him to the hospital as soon as possible.”

The manager thanked Luo Chenxi profusely and left.

Fang Ziqian was so anxious that she stomped her feet. “Sigh, just why are you so easily convinced? You can only give up on the competition if there’s no one to model for you! Even if Young Master Shao does compensate for your loss, how can he possibly compensate for the grand prize that you should’ve won?”

“Huh? Isn’t Young Master Shao your prince charming? Why aren’t you speaking up for him?” Luo Chenxi curled her lips.

Fang Ziqian retorted angrily, “Who cares about my prince charming? My bestie should always come first!”

“Then what do you think we should do? Even if we insist on having Young Master Shao to stay, how is he supposed to walk the runway in his state?”

At this moment, the staff made an announcement through the broadcasting speakers at the backstage. “Dear participants, you have ten more minutes until the show begins, please be ready!”

Suddenly, the backstage became even more chaotic.

Everyone darted all over the place to make the final preparations for the show.

“Great, ten more minutes. Tell me, where do we get ourselves a male model for the show?” Fang Ziqian said with a disappointed look.

Luo Chenxi raised her hand and patted on Fang Ziqian’s shoulder.

“There, there. Don’t be nervous, I have an idea.”

“What idea?” Fang Ziqian had a face full of disbelief.

Luo Chenxi grabbed her wrist.

Then, She whispered into Fang Ziqian’s ear as she lightly chuckled, “Little Qianqian, do you still remember… the drama—Romeo and Juliet, that we played together back at high school?”

Luo Chenxi’s originally sweet voice suddenly became deeper.

A voice of a youthful man reached Fang Ziqian’s ears, causing her heart to skip a beat.