After the breakup, Mr. Gu arranged a marriage to marry her home and dote on her exclusively

Each designer has his or her own lounge, and Han Jingyi returned to the lounge.

When she was closing the door, she saw Gu Jinteng with a sour face. Relying on his strength, he forced his way in and closed the door.

Han Jingyi took a few steps back, her body tensing up: "What are you going to do?"

Gu Jinteng pulled off his white tie and threw it on the chair next to him: "What can a man and a woman do?"

Han Jingyi covered her mouth tightly: "Don't come over, I'm not feeling well?"

Gu Jinteng quickly put his arms around her slender waist and gently fixed her hair.

Afraid that he would take off her wig, Han Jingyi held her hair tightly with her right hand: "Shameless, the competition is about to begin."

Gu Jinteng saw her pink lips, and the heat in his heart came back: "The afternoon game is cancelled, don't you worry?"

Holding Han Jingyi's cheek and kissing her gently, Han Jingyi started crying: "Let me go?"

Gu Jinteng ignored her struggles and pressed his tall body on her. Han Jingyi was suffocated by his kiss.

Han Jingyi was out of breath and lay quietly on the bed: "I hate you..."

Gu Jinteng shamelessly lay beside him: "You seduced me in the beginning, and now you hate me, you are so heartless?"

Han Jingyi slowly got up, her eyes blurred by tears. Gu Jinteng pinched her haggard cheek tightly and said in a cold voice: "Han Jingyi, I have time to play with you. You dare not answer my call. You have grown up..."

Discovered that Gu Jinteng is a gangster, and he is getting more and more outrageous?

The anger in her heart exploded instantly. Han Jingyi grabbed the man's neck tightly and shouted, "Go to hell, devil, go to hell..."

Gu Jinteng did not resist, feeling that Han Jingyi was very weak.

Not to mention, she could strangle him to death. She couldn't even kill an ant running on the ground.

Seeing Gu Jinteng's serious expression, Han Jingyi immediately let go.

Gu Jinteng got up, straightened his clothes, took Han Jingyi's left hand, and slapped his left cheek hard several times.

Han Jingyi felt a sharp pain in her left hand and burst into tears: "Stop hitting me, my hand hurts."

Gu Jinteng was so angry with her that he didn't feel any pain, but she felt the pain in her hand.

Seeing her slender fingers turn red, Gu Jinteng sneered: "It doesn't hurt me, hit me a few more times, as long as you calm down, hit me!"

Han Jingyi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked carefully at Gu Jinteng's fair and smooth cheeks, which were covered with many handprints. The grievances in her heart instantly eased a lot.

Han Jingyi covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

Seeing Han Jingyi smile, Gu Jinteng pulled her into his arms.

Han Jingyi felt the speed of his heartbeat and was about to leave awkwardly, but was grabbed by Gu Jinteng: "Your makeup is ruined, how can you go out and meet people?"

Han Jingyi checked on her phone, took out foundation from her bag, and put on some light makeup.

Gu Jinteng straightened his clothes and went out with brisk steps.

Han Jingyi came out and there was no one in the corridor and the competition hall was empty.

Zheng Yan ran over and said, "Miss, where are you going? I've been looking for you everywhere."

Han Jingyi's eyes dodged and she smiled awkwardly: "I felt too tired, so I took a nap in the lounge."

"The game is scheduled for tomorrow. Let's go home quickly. Madam and Master are waiting for you."

Zheng Yan pulled Han Jingyi out and waited for the car at the door.

I saw Gu Jinteng’s car under a scenic tree not far away.

Gu Jinteng leaned on the back seat and stared at her intently. Han Jingyi turned around and they stared at each other.

Pi Jun drove over and opened the door: "Miss, let's go home."

Han Jingyi stared at Gu Jinteng's handsome left face, which was very red and swollen.

Han Jingyi got into the car and sat in the back seat. Through the rearview mirror, she saw Gu Jinteng's car following behind.

Han Jingyi didn't know what this scoundrel was going to do.

Thinking that his house was also in Fenghuang Community, the tension in my heart gradually relaxed.

Seeing Han Jingyi coming home, Yang Yulan immediately pulled her aside and said, "You did well. Mr. Geng really appreciates your talent. He wants to meet you?"

Han Jingyi threw her bag on the sofa: "Mom, I'm tired and want to take a nap. Let's talk about the meeting later."

These days, Han Jingyi has not been eating or sleeping well just to participate in this competition.

As a parent, she felt sad seeing this, after all, her daughter's body was so fragile.

Han Jingyi returned to the room, locked the doors and windows, and lay on the bed, ready to fall asleep.

I heard a familiar voice coming from the balcony. What is that follower doing here again?

In order to adjust her body as quickly as possible, Han Jingyi ignored him and crawled into bed.

The next day, Han Jingyi, accompanied by her mother, arrived at the competition venue.

When Han Jingyi and Zheng Yan were selecting fabrics, they were knocked to the ground by a woman in a black suit. The fabric in her hands fell to the ground and she felt a sharp pain in her knees. Han Jingyi cried in pain.

Zheng Yan threw the cloth in her hand to the ground, quickly stood up and supported Han Jingyi: "Miss, are you okay?"

In order to continue the competition, Han Jingyi shook her head: "It's okay, let's go."

Two people had just come in and the third round of the competition officially began. When Han Jingyi was about to use scissors to cut the cloth, she found that her scissors were missing.

Zheng Yan looked everywhere for it: "I clearly put it here?"

In front of Han Jingyi was a designer who had returned from studying abroad and was the director of a large garment factory: "Miss Han, since you can't find the scissors, you should just give up. It would be even more embarrassing if you can't produce any work."

Han Jingyi squinted her eyes for a few seconds and said, "Zheng Yan, are you going out to find a pair of scissors?"

Zheng Yan went out to find a pair of scissors. Han Jingyi stared at the fabrics, anxious like an ant on a hot pan. Was she really going to miss this opportunity?

In order not to waste time, Han Jingyi picked up a piece of cloth and started embroidering on it with needle and thread.

Time was running out, so they didn't waste it. They sat quietly on the chairs and showed off their Suzhou embroidery.

Other designers couldn’t figure out what she was going to do next and why she still had the heart to embroider Suzhou embroidery.

About half an hour later, Zheng Yan came back with a new pair of scissors: "Miss, are the scissors here?"

Han Jingyi said, "Put it down."

After Han Jingyi finished her work, she took a pair of scissors, cut off the embroidered part, and followed the pace of her heart to make a European-style dress, which incorporated Suzhou embroidery on it.

It's almost time, the other designers' clothes are ready.

Han Jingyi didn't have scissors, so she could only complete two pieces.

Zheng Yan ran in in a panic: "Miss, our model was sent to the hospital for vomiting and diarrhea. It's our turn to go on stage soon. Where can we find a model at this time?"

Han Jingyi was very anxious holding the clothes and glanced at Zheng Yan: "Your figure is similar to hers, change into this dress quickly, and I will change into the next one."

Zheng Yan held the clothes and said, "Miss, you asked me to go on stage to show the clothes. I have never done such a thing before. I dare not go up?"

At this time, she didn't hold out much hope.

The clothes have been made, and it’s worth going up there for everyone to see.

Zheng Yan changed into a red two-piece new Chinese-style dress with a peony embroidered on her chest, looking very noble and elegant.

Han Jingyi changed into a slim blue denim jacket and paired it with tight flared jeans.

Han Jingyi pulled Zheng Yan and nodded: "Come on!"

Hearing the host calling her name, Han Jingyi pulled Zheng Yan to the stage where models were walking on the catwalk.

Yang Yulan was very surprised. Why were Han Jingyi and Zheng Yan showing themselves?

At this time, where did the model go? The daughter's clothes have a unique appeal.

After all, the two were not professional models. They posed in a few elegant poses and then stood by.

The host asked, "Miss Han, your dress looks very fitting?"

Han Jingyi's snow-white cheeks turned slightly red, and she smiled and said, "Our model had something urgent to do, so she had to go on stage by herself."