After receiving the award, the organizers directly invited everyone to the post-competition celebration party. This party was just as prestigious as the final competition itself. At the party, you could mingle and converse with many peers, experts, and celebrities from the fashion circle, making new acquaintances that could potentially lead to becoming someone’s lucky benefactor in their career. Furthermore, some studios and clothing factories would offer opportunities to the competitors.
Since Yu Zimu was today’s gold medalist, naturally, he was surrounded by people like stars circling the moon. Mai Qiqi was greeting people all around, chatting enthusiastically and taking the opportunity to distribute invitations to the opening of the Time Flagship Store. If people from the party casually attended the opening, it would make a significant difference.
The recipient of the silver award, Rose, was also popular. Although she was happy, she didn’t have the same air of full confidence and triumphant joy she had before the competition began, and something about Mr. Zimu felt uncomfortably familiar to her.
Finally managing to extricate herself from the crowd, Rose stood in a corner with a glass of wine, thoughtfully observing Yu Zimu in the throng of people, unable to make sense of him.
If this Zimu really were Louis Yu, he wouldn’t be so composed upon seeing her; however, his voice was identical to Louis’s, and even some of his unconscious mannerisms were very much like Louis’s.
If he truly was Louis, then it would be extremely dangerous for her! Terrifying!
Seeing that the crowd around Yu Zimu had dissipated and he was at last alone, Rose thought for a moment and immediately took a glass of wine over to him.
"Mr. Zimu, congratulations," Rose said with a smile.
Yu Zimu looked at Rose with a mild smile, but inside he felt like boiling oil in a hot pan, "Hello, Miss Rose, what can I do for you?"
While scrutinizing Yu Zimu, Rose smiled and said, "I’m very curious about Mr. Zimu and would really like to learn about your success story."
Yu Zimu smiled, his gaze becoming distant as he said, "Adversity breeds growth." He saw Rose’s hand shake and the wine in her glass almost spill, feeling a surge of satisfaction inside. ’Guilty conscience, huh, Rose?’
"I’m just a poor boy who came out of a mountain village, lucky to have met my boss. My past hardships are a treasure and the source of inspiration for my current works."
Unable to resist, Rose asked, "Have you never been abroad?"
Yu Zimu raised an eyebrow, "Never. I wonder why Miss Rose asks this question. I heard that you’ve come back from abroad; do you think the world there is broader?"
To his response, Rose let out a sigh of relief and answered perfunctorily, "The world abroad is vast, but that’s for Caucasians. For us Chinese, the glass ceiling there is too low."
"Oh," Yu Zimu thought coldly to himself. ’It must be because you find it harder without me there, huh.’
Hmph, looking at her work today, she has casually changed the ideas and concepts of his work. It seems like she hasn’t done this kind of thing just once; no wonder she’s doing worse and worse!
Suddenly, an idea struck Yu Zimu. What if he took away all the works this woman was relying on? What would happen then... hmph! When she runs out of talents, he would reveal the truth, and he wondered how interesting the scene would be at that time.
Anyway, he had an exceptional memory, capable of recalling almost perfectly the works he had once drawn. It wouldn’t be impossible to release those yet unseen works before her.
With this thought, the smile on Yu Zimu’s face grew deeper, and his mood became even more cheerful.
Rose, unable to figure this person out, made up an excuse and left the party early. That Lin Jiayi was really useless, running off early and leaving her behind alone, not knowing how to seize the opportunity.
Amidst the crowd, Wan Chu’er and Brother Yan Hui stood talking, drawing many covert and overt gazes.
Wan Chu’er laughed and said, "Brother Yan Hui, thank you for today."
"Chuchu, you never need to thank me. I’m happy to do things for you, and this little matter really isn’t worth mentioning," Yan Hui replied kindly.
Facing such tender words from Yan Hui, Wan Chu’er sighed inwardly and changed the subject, asking, "Brother Yan Hui, how long are you staying in the country this time?"
Yan Hui saw her avoidance and smiled faintly, saying, "I’ll be leaving in a couple of days. There’s a project back there that I need to personally oversee."
"Oh, no matter how busy work is, you need to take good care of yourself."
"Sure." Yan Hui’s eyes curved as he smiled, a particularly warm expression.
Wan Chu’er gave a forced smile, not knowing what she said wrong again, and with a gaze like daggers, she attacked the back of Mai Qiqi from afar, hoping the girl would come to the rescue soon. Unfortunately, Mai Qiqi was happily chatting with someone and didn’t sense her plea at all.
On the other side, Xiao Bai was hugging Jiang Xiaoxiao and told Jiang Lingling, "When are those clothes going on sale? Reserve two sets for me, one for my dear wife and one for my dear little Princess, they both want to turn into little fairies."
Jiang Lingling was not pleased at all, glaring hard at him, then glancing at the smiling Jiang Xiaoxiao, "Don’t you two overdo it!" After speaking, she stamped her foot and turned to leave.
"What’s up with this girl? Is she ill?" Xiao Bai muttered to Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed, "Maybe her business is too good, and she doesn’t have time to deal with ours."
After the cocktail party, Wan Chu’er excused herself to discuss work matters with Mai Qiqi and Jiang Lingling, finally managing to say goodbye to Yan Hui and part ways.
Once in the car, Yu Zimu couldn’t help but say meaningfully, "So you actually have such a perfect guardian. Now I’m even more curious about what your husband looks like."
Wan Chu’er rolled her eyes at him. Before she could respond, her phone rang. Picking it up, she saw it was Jiang Kechu.
"I’m waiting for you at the entrance of the convention center. Where are you?" Jiang Kechu asked directly.
Wan Chu’er was delighted, "We’re at the entrance of the convention center too." She immediately got out of the car, looked around, and saw the tall and handsome Jiang Kechu, "I see you." After hanging up, she said to the people inside the car, "I’ll be going first." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
Mai Qiqi asked, "Didn’t you say that you wanted to discuss work with us?"
Jiang Lingling laughed, "For my sister-in-law, love is more important than bread."
"Huh? Chuchu’s husband has come? Where is he? Where? Let me have a look." Hearing this, Yu Zimu immediately perked up, pressed his face against the window, and saw Wan Chu’er cheerfully running towards a tall and distinguished man.
"Tsk tsk, looks like a little woman smitten with love," said Yu Zimu with interest. He recalled, "Hmm, hasn’t Chuchu been married for several years and even has two children? Yet she still gets along with her husband so well."
Mai Qiqi replied, "Exactly, you wouldn’t understand."
Yu Zimu chuckled, "Indeed, I don’t understand." From a distance, he watched as Wan Chu’er stood with this man, looking more like a couple and better matched.