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I turned around in satisfaction, but before I could figure out who it was, I saw Bo Lengqing, who was standing behind me with a faint smile on his face.

Cold sweat drenches my back in an instant. I couldn't have heard everything I just said, right? Would he expose me in front of Su Ya? With his personality, this was indeed very possible!

While my heart was pounding, he said nothing, just took off his suit jacket, draped it over my shoulders, and escorted me out of the reception hall.

In the car back to the hotel, I looked down at my skirt and felt a little uneasy.

"I …" I tried hard to organize my thoughts and think of how to explain it, but he turned his head first and looked at me meaningfully.

I bit my lower lip, but I felt awkward.

If I could, I wouldn't want to use Bo Lengqing's name to intimidate Su Ya, but I can't stand Su Ya insulting my mother again and again!

I can say whatever she wants, but my mom is my bottom line!

"A smart girl knows how to use all the resources around her. Su Cha, you aren't smart enough."

Suddenly, Bo Lengqing said this.

What did he mean?

I looked up at his perfect profile, but his expression was normal, and I couldn't see anything else.

Back at the hotel.

When I finished washing up, I realized that there was a deadly bug in this suite.

There was a large suite with a locker room and a conference room. However, there was only one bed.

Bo Lengqing didn't like people touching his body, and even more so didn't like being in the same bed as him.

With him for two or three years, and only once, he slept beside me.

I was sitting on the couch, and it looked like I'd have to spend the night on the couch.

After a while, Bo Lengqing had finished showering and came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. It was getting late, and he looked at me, who was curled up on the sofa.

"Not sleeping?"

My face twitched, I also want to tired very sleepy very want to sleep, but I do not dare ah ah!

"I'll be on the sofa."

He frowned, somewhat displeased.

"To bed."

I bit my lower lip but didn't move.

"Do you want to come up by yourself or should I carry you up?"

I saw that his face didn't look like he was joking, so I had no choice but to move my body reluctantly to the side of the bed.

He seemed to sense that I was alienating him, and his face was extremely unsightly.

"Are all your women the same?"

"Eh?"

"When you need to use me, always keep me on the tip of your tongue or even ask for me in lechery. When there's no value in using me, do you even want to push me far when you're sleeping?"

"…"

I didn't understand what he was trying to do. I was obviously trying to make them both feel better, and since he had already said so, I had to move in a little bit.

With a sullen face, he reached out and scooped me up in his arms. I stiffened, then shuddered with fear.

"What are you doing?"

I was afraid I wouldn't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

"Fuck you!"

Sure enough, my guess is right.

He sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned himself, and I felt as if my bones were about to be torn apart.

Now that his body was satisfied, he should be able to rest, right?

With this prayer in mind, I closed my eyes and fell into a warm embrace the next second.

"I really don't have any strength left. Bo Lengqing, let me go tonight, okay?"

"Su Cha."

He suddenly called my name.

"What's wrong?" I was curled up in his arms, unable to open my eyes.

"Do you love me?"

His question startled me, and the drowsiness faded a little.

"Why do you ask?"

He hugged me as his deep eyes became even more profound. "You said that you love me, but you won't be jealous. You won't feel sad for me …"

"What about you? Do you love me? "

I asked.

I wouldn't mistake his crazy tenderness for loving and caring for me.

People like them, who stand at the highest point and can control the life and death of ordinary people, in their eyes, we are only an ant, or perhaps a cheap toy.

Have you ever seen anyone fall in love with a toy of his own?

Unexpectedly, he didn't give me any reply. He only looked fixedly at me.

"I'm tired and need some rest."

I pushed him away and rolled over.

A breeze blew the curtains open and I could see the night sky.

It's good not to have a single star.

When I woke up the next morning, there was no one by my side. He was always like this, disappearing without a trace. I didn't care about him, I just directly soaked into the studio.

The designer competition was divided into three rounds. The first round was an audition for works, and the title was a picture frame.

Suddenly, I thought of the shadow show from ancient times. I carefully mixed the colourful mama with the qilin powder and applied it to the cut animal skin. Then, I cut an Eiffel Tower.

I tucked the iron tower into the frame. When there wasn't any light coming out, it would be a bronze-colored miniature iron tower. When some of the light from the tower shone on it, due to the shimmer from the shimmer of the shimmer, it would immediately shimmer.

The Qilin powder was very light. It would float around if it was shaken for even a second. It was like a quicksand ball within the picture frame, exquisite and beautiful.

I handed the work over to Xiao Wei and had her deliver it to the selection team.

It was said that during the finals this time, Helen Ye would personally choose her successor. If she could become Helen Ye's approved designer, then regardless of resources or other areas, she would be able to do everything she wanted in the future.

I think I understand why all the pretty young designers at the party that day had to cling to each other. Everyone was not a fool.

Everyone wants to be the second Helen.

The results of the first round of auditions were quickly announced. I was very lucky to be able to enter the second round.

The second round's title was "Swan Lake," the most famous opera in France, with many derived works. The requirements of this round were to design a costume based on the theme "Swan Lake."

Swan's elements weren't too much, but it wasn't too little either. Whether it was embroidery, painting, or even modeling, all of them could be considered as a problem.

But what you can think of others can think of as well, and that would be less interesting.

I suddenly thought of Odile.

That's right, it was the little owl that always hid in the dark in Swan Lake.

I spent three days in the studio, from the final draft to the reprint, including the sewing embroidery at the back.

When the work was finished, I let out a long breath.

"Sister Su Cha, why is your 'swan' grey?" Xiao Wei looked at me in confusion.

"Those beautiful white swans have occupied the lead role since they were born. Everyone's eyes are focused on them, because their prominence is destined to obscure the light of others … However, how many swans were there in this world? Not everyone can become a swan. Since that's the case, then let her become herself. "

I fondled the grey and pockmarked feathers on my clothes lovingly. Compared to being stained by the stains, I would never be able to return back to my original spot. Endless whiteness could be seen from it. This kind of enticing color could hide a lot of things.

Xiao Wei shook her head. She still couldn't understand, of course she wouldn't understand.

I want to be Odile more than Prince Florisius of the Swan.