The Legend of Cinderella's Counterattack

My bestie's words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into my heart. Yes, how could I be a loser? I still have dreams and people who love me. I can't let myself be defeated like this.

"Okay, stop thinking about it! Have some cake. I bought this especially for you." My bestie pushed the cake in front of me and said nonchalantly, "You're just working too hard! Put the design stuff aside for now, take a good rest for a few days, and then come back when you're ready!"

I nodded and tried to force a smile. My best friend was right. I couldn't continue to be depressed like this. I needed to cheer myself up.

Lawrence Lu came over, gently put his arm around my shoulders, and said softly, “Lolo, don’t put too much pressure on yourself, I believe in you.”

His voice was deep and powerful, like a shot of adrenaline in my ears. Yes, I still have him and my dream, I can't give up.

Over the next few days, I began to let go of the past and refocus my energy on my work. I looked through my old designs, searching for new inspiration. Lu Yuxuan was also very helpful. He used his connections to connect me with several well-known designers in the industry, giving me the opportunity to learn from them.

Like a sponge, I greedily absorbed all kinds of knowledge and experience. I began to understand that previous failures did not mean the end, but a new beginning. All I needed to do was learn from them and constantly improve myself.

Lu Yuxuan has always supported me silently. He provides me with a quiet and comfortable working environment and often prepares delicious food for me to keep me in good shape. Whenever I encounter difficulties and want to give up, he always encourages me and gives me confidence.

"Lolo, you are very talented. I believe you can design better works." He looked into my eyes and said in a firm tone.

His support and encouragement are like a beacon, illuminating my path forward and keeping me from feeling lost. I know I will overcome the difficulties ahead, stand up again, and become even stronger.

My best friend is always so good at sensing my mood swings. That night, she cooked a few of my favorite dishes and opened a bottle of champagne, saying she wanted to celebrate for me.

"What are you celebrating?" I was a little confused. I had almost nothing worth celebrating in recent times.

"Celebrating that you've finally walked out of that damn shadow!" The bestie shook the champagne glass in her hand, and the golden liquid sparkled under the light. "You know, you've been like a lost soul these past few days. It really breaks my heart."

I smiled bitterly and shook my head. Yes, I almost lost myself. If it weren't for Lawrence Lu and my bestie who always stayed by my side, encouraging and supporting me, I might still be immersed in the shadow of failure.

"Lolo, you have to believe in yourself. You're the best!" My bestie raised her glass and looked at me seriously. "Don't forget, you single-handedly founded your own brand and achieved such great results! This failure is just a small setback. You can definitely overcome it!"

Her eyes were firm and powerful, as if they were trying to pull me out of the abyss. I took a deep breath and told myself to cheer up and not let them down.

"Thank you, I will definitely do my best!" I raised my glass and clinked it with hers.

Besides my bestie, my team members also showed me incredible support. When I returned to the studio that day, they all came out to throw me a surprise party. With colorful balloons, delicious pizza, and handmade cakes and cards, the studio was filled with laughter and joy, as if the previous gloom had never existed.

"Sister Luoluo, don't worry, we will always support you!"

"Yeah, we all have your back!"

"Come on! We believe you can make a comeback!"

Everyone's sincere words warmed my heart. I was moved to tears. In that moment, I truly felt the power of the team and became even more determined to stand up again.

Yes, I still had dreams, and I had so many people supporting me. How could I give up so easily? I began to re-examine myself, reflect on my past shortcomings, and actively seek new inspiration. A bold idea gradually took shape in my mind: I would plan a brand new fashion project, one that would break with tradition and lead the trend...

Lu Yuxuan also gave me immense encouragement. He was always there, sharing my stress and offering me advice. He told me that failure isn't a terrible thing; the important thing is to learn from it and start over. He said he believed in me and that I could achieve even greater success.

His words were like the warm sunshine on a winter's day, melting the ice and snow in my heart. Yes, I still have him, and so many people who love and support me. Why should I give up? I began to cheer myself up and throw myself into my new fashion project.

I decided to move beyond traditional clothing design and create a new fashion brand by integrating technology, art, and fashion. I began to delve into market demand and understand the aesthetic trends of the younger generation. Combining my own creativity and ideas, I designed a series of unique clothing pieces.

To perfect my work, I began learning new design software, researching new fabrics, and even traveled to Italy to learn from traditional artisans. Every day, I spent time in my studio, working tirelessly, often staying up late into the night.

Although it's hard work, I enjoy it. Watching my designs gradually become reality, watching each exquisite garment emerge from my hands, I feel a sense of accomplishment and joy. I feel like I'm back to the passionate and dream-filled me, the girl who was willing to do anything for her dreams.

"Lolo, you've changed a lot recently." One night, Lawrence Lu came to my studio and looked at the table full of design drafts and samples with admiration in his eyes. "Your eyes have become bright again. I believe you will succeed."

I raised my head and gave him a confident smile: "Thank you, Yuxuan. This time, I will let everyone see what real fashion is!"

Yuxuan's words gave me great encouragement and rekindled my fighting spirit. I told myself that I could no longer dwell on the past and that I had to stand up again, for my dreams and for the people who loved me.

I began to actively go out, attending various fashion shows and salons, and met many people in the industry. My best friend, Lisa, who knows everything about fashion, also encouraged me and introduced me to many resources.

"Lolo, I've seen your previous works, they're really talented! You must seize the opportunity of this fashion week and let those old guys see your strength!" Lisa said excitedly while flipping through my design draft.

"Well, I will try my best." I nodded with a smile, but I was still a little nervous.

I've been preparing for this fashion week for a long time. I've incorporated all my experiences and insights into my designs, hoping to showcase a new and more mature version of myself.

My team members were also incredibly supportive, working tirelessly to ensure every detail was perfect. Seeing each exquisite garment transform from my imagination into reality, my confidence gradually returned.

Finally, Fashion Week arrived as planned. My collection made a stunning debut on the runway, earning widespread acclaim from the audience. Watching the flashing lights and enthusiastic applause from the audience, I was moved to tears.

"Lolo, you did it! You did it!" Lisa gave me a big hug and screamed excitedly.

"Yes, I succeeded." I murmured to myself, my heart filled with joy and gratitude.

However, just as I was immersed in the joy of success, an uninvited guest appeared in front of me.

"Long time no see, Lin Luoluo." A familiar voice sounded in my ears, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain.

I turned around suddenly and saw a familiar yet disgusting face.

"It's you?!" I exclaimed, and alarm bells suddenly rang in my heart.

This person was the one who caused me to lose everything! How could he be here? Was my nightmare about to happen again?