C105

If he has a girlfriend

I hurried into the elevator. There was no one in the elevator at the moment, and I was about to press the close button when a hand fell on the elevator door. I pressed the open button, but the next second I regretted it.

Because the one standing in front of me is Ye He, she stood at the door awkwardly. I can't enter, I can't leave.

I smiled and took a step back, but she didn't come in until the elevator doors were about to close.

It was better not to enter. I thought.

But right at that moment, the sound of high heels suddenly came from behind Ye He, followed by a familiar female voice, "Why are you standing at the door like a fool, my boyfriend is still waiting for me."

When Ye He heard this, her face turned pale white. She quickly glanced at me and I opened the elevator door because I felt that what was about to happen next would be very interesting.

Ye He walked into the elevator and followed the person who walked in. I had met the Yan Siqi before, she was wearing a pair of thin high heels, an expensive yet gorgeous dress, her ears, neck, and fingers were all covered with jewelry, her hair was tied up, and she was even wearing a small crown. It could be seen that everything on her body was very expensive, and it was this year's new design, but when these things were worn together, it felt extremely awkward.

I know why she always stayed away from school. After all, the aesthetic is too poor.

It had been so long since we had last met that she had forgotten me, and I had not forgotten that she had taken my craftsman.

She gave me a look of slight distaste and stepped into the elevator. She looked at the buttons on the elevator and maybe realized we were both going to the same floor, so she turned to look at me again.

She was standing in the middle of the elevator while Ye He and I stood by her side. The two of us were like her attendants.

She said reproachfully, "What were you waiting for? Don't you know that I'm in a hurry? Don't think that just because you did something for my family that you think it's amazing. Let me tell you, as long as it's someone with ability, my family only needs someone. "

I looked at Ye He. She only hung her head low and didn't say anything, as if she was already used to it.

"This competition is very important to me." Yan Siqi said, "You must pass the preliminaries. If you can't even pass the preliminaries, it would mean that you have no talent to plan things out." As she said this, a smile appeared on her face, "Then you can go back and forth from where you came from. Our Yan Clan does not need trash."

I don't want her. I cursed in my heart.

"I'm someone who wants to make a name for himself internationally." The more Yan Siqi said, the more excited she became, she almost treated me as a transparent person, "I am determined to win this competition."

Yan Siqi was too confident.

I thought about it carefully. In fact, even if Yan Siqi was not strong enough, the power behind the Yan family was enough. Just like what I heard from Ding Min, the Yan family was never a clean family.

I looked at Yan Siqi and decided to be a bit more careful in the competition.

If you want to be number one, then I want to be number one.

At this moment, the elevator finally reached the floor of the registration location. This was actually just an office.

The competition needed to be registered first. In addition to on-site registration, the competition could also be registered via the Internet, and before the deadline, the office would send the participating materials and items to the main company in a uniform manner. The information sent by the office was all anonymous, and although this method was very backward, it was necessary to do so for the sake of safety and fairness.

Yan Siqi took the lead and walked out of the elevator with Ye He following behind her. The two of them looked just like little ladies and maidservants from ancient times.

Inside the glass door were busy workers. I took a form and filled it out in English before standing in line at my desk.

Coincidentally, the person who stood in front of me was Yan Siqi.

When the team reached Yan Siqi, Yan Siqi did not give her the form, and directly said to the staff, "I am Yan Siqi."

The employee frowned at Yan Siqi's actions, he lowered his head and flipped through the information, and very quickly a smile appeared on his face.

He said, "Miss Yan, you are allowed to enter the finals directly."

… ….

Hearing these words, I lowered my head and smiled. I couldn't help but sigh. In this world, there was nothing that money couldn't do. It was just a matter of money.

Yan Siqi turned her head and looked at us who were still queuing up. She could barely hide the arrogance and complacency in her eyes.

I like a stupid opponent like you the most. I thought.

I took a step forward and handed over the application form. The staff checked it expressionlessly, then stamped it.

Ye He was a few people behind me. She had her head lowered and her hands clenched tightly, and I knew that she was enduring.

There was no one in the world who understood the importance of money better than she did.

I slowly walked out, and coincidentally, I met Ye He and Yan Siqi in the elevator again. However, this time, besides the three of us, there were other people in the elevator.

Yan Siqi stood in the middle of the elevator and frowned.

I watched as Yan Siqi took out a bottle of perfume from her bag, but before she even had the chance to drink the perfume, she sneezed.

She looked embarrassed, as if she were talking to herself or explaining, "It's my boyfriend's fault. He has to have a cat at home. It's not like he doesn't know I'm allergic to cat hair."

I raised my head to look at her, causing Ye He to awkwardly smile and echo her words. Looking at her cautious look, even I felt tired for her.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Yan Siqi took out her foundation and lipstick from her bag and started to draw, as if there were countless reporters waiting for her outside.

"Wait until your boyfriend comes to pick you up?" Ye He took the initiative to break the silence.

Yan Siqi's face revealed a smile, and said: "My boyfriend is afraid that I'm not safe and insisted on coming to pick me up, I already said there's no need."

"I'm so jealous." Ye He said as if she didn't know what to say, but Yan Siqi, who was still immersed in his excitement, didn't notice.

Yan Siqi swept his eyes across Ye He, and said haughtily: "Of course, who am I, of course he has to treat me well."

A person who is good to you in the mouth knows that you are allergic to cat hair but still keeps a cat at home. Young Miss Yan, aren't you a little too confident? I silently said in my heart.

I won't say it.

The elevator arrived soon, and we rushed out together.

Yan Siqi's high heels made thumping sounds on the ground. She jogged over, probably because she really liked her boyfriend. Ye He followed behind her like she was a follower.

I walked out of the building and saw Yan Siqi board a black car with a famous brand name on it. The moment the car door opened, I saw the side of a man's face and his suit.

I couldn't help but take a few quick steps forward to get a better look, because I was familiar with the side of the face.

I tightly clenched my hands, and couldn't help but wonder, could Yan Siqi's boyfriend be Zhou Jin?

Was there such a coincidence in the world?

I started to run, I wanted to see the man clearly, I wanted to call his name, but the voice had disappeared from my body.

Finally the car drove away.

I almost fell to the ground. The blazing sun shone on the top of my head, making me dizzy. The sky spun and I almost fell to the ground. Luckily, the moment I fell, I grabbed the handrail.

I stopped, trembling slightly and covered in cold sweat.

Since Zhou Jin doesn't remember me, it's normal for him to have a girlfriend.

I thought of the night after I got drunk. I couldn't see his face, but I knew it was him.

Since you have already forgotten me, why did you come to find me?

I rubbed my temples to calm myself down.

I vowed to get him back.

But if he did have a girlfriend or a fiancee, what would I do?

I hesitated.

After I recovered a bit, I went to take a walk around the shop and went back home. The shop was almost finished, and some furniture from other places was being delivered.

My shop hasn't opened yet, so I plan to wait until I win the prize before I open it.

I sat at the workbench, holding the butterfly brooch that Ding Min liked so much, and decided to take it as my preliminaries work.

I carefully drew the blueprints and selected the gems to embed them in.

I shut myself up in my room and inlaid one gem after another on top of it. I couldn't make the slightest mistake.

I'm not a major, so I can only try my best to close the gap.

I don't know how many days I spent at home, working, eating, sleeping.

I eat takeout every day and only lie in bed for a while when I'm very tired.

I felt as if I didn't have enough sleep every day, as if someone were pounding my head with a hammer full of nails, and I was trying to hold on.

But just as I was about to reach the last step, I suddenly felt my vision darken and the world went quiet.

I supported myself on the table with my other hand, tightly holding onto the butterfly brooch. If this brooch fell down, all my efforts these past few days would have been in vain.

It must be perfect, without a single flaw.

I closed my eyes and held on to the butterfly, carefully placing it on the table. I quietly waited for the dizziness to pass, but the feeling of dizziness only got stronger and stronger.

I sat for a while, and when the dizziness cleared a little, I lay down on the floor.

There were no beds in the studio, only bookshelves, workstations, and things like printers.

I lay on the floor and opened my eyes. The curtains were drawn tight now, and I couldn't tell if it was day or night.

Am I going to die? I couldn't help but think.

After days of not having a good rest, I was really tired. I couldn't help but close my eyes, although my headache and dizziness still tormented me.

After an unknown period of time, I felt a cold hand on my forehead.