Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The man upstairs stood by the window, staring down through a pane of glass, watching her figure seem to be shimmering in the center of the catwalk.

Light from all directions shone on her. She stood there, introducing herself and her design inspiration with ease. She looked confident and calm, like a rose blooming warmly under the sun.

Amidst thunderous applause, Qiao Ruyi faced the countless spotlights, always maintaining a faint smile and a humble and modest attitude.

"I've always had a desire to showcase traditional Chinese elements to people all over the world. I'd like to thank Mr. Ling from LS Group for giving me this opportunity to combine classic Chinese elements with Western urban elements in this suit show, presenting a truly perfect fashion show..."

"Look!" Song Xilan excitedly grabbed Fang Ran's hand. "Is Ruyi darling secretly showing off her affection? She's pretending that it was her husband who gave her the opportunity, but if she really wants to put on a show, those foreigners will invite her over without delay."

The person on the stage seemed to be glowing as she spoke about her design philosophy. Fang Ran said with a smile, "This is a two-way street."

Song Xilan couldn't take his eyes off Qiao Ruyi. After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Actually, she didn't learn fashion design because she liked it."

Song Xilan turned to look at Fang Ran, her eyes red. "Aunt Yin is an interior designer. She has loved watching Aunt Yin draw with a pen since she was a child. When she was little, she said she wanted to be an interior designer when she grew up. Later, I transferred to a school outside of Beijing. When I contacted her again, she had already studied fashion design."

Fang Ran didn't know about this matter. She only knew that Qiao Ruyi was a thorny person in high school, ruthless and taciturn. She was the school belle and the top student, but she never mentioned that she wanted to study architectural design in the future.

"Later I asked her why she chose to study fashion, didn't she want to be an interior designer when she was little?" Song Xilan's eyes were red, and her voice was a little choked. "She said that she was afraid of being reminded of her mother when she picked up the paintbrush. She chose fashion design to forget, but also to remember."

"Look, so many cameras and reporters are focused on her. So many eyes are filled with admiration and worship for her, because the person standing before them, shining brightly, is that famous and talented designer. But Ruyi's ability to become a famous and talented designer is partly due to her talent and hard work. Partly, it was also due to the Qiao family's pressure."

Song Xilan's tears fell. "To make a living, she started taking on sketches since her freshman year. She paints from dusk to dawn, and from dawn to dusk again. She sits alone in the garment factory for a week. Every time I video call her, she's incredibly busy. She keeps participating in competitions just to earn scholarships."

Fang Ran wiped away her tears, looked at the beautiful figure under the spotlight, and calmly answered the reporter's questions.

"When she became internationally famous, people in her industry said she was very talented and a genius."

Song Xilan wiped away her tears and pouted in grievance. "But there are not so many geniuses in the world. The so-called genius is someone who has peeled off more skin than others, whose scraps can be used as stairs for others, who has not slept for days and nights, and who was so exhausted from low blood sugar that he had to be hospitalized for a competition..."

Song Xilan didn't say anything else.

She knew that Ruyi didn't care about fame or honor at all, otherwise she wouldn't have been so low-key and not disclosed her identity all these years.

Because she only did one thing from beginning to end - to make money.

She had to earn money for living expenses, tuition fees, and money to be able to leave that home with confidence.

Song Xilan shed tears, blaming herself for not being with Ruyi during those hard years she went abroad.

"So..." Song Xilan wiped her red eyes and looked at the people in the center of the stage with satisfaction, "Ruyi should stand here shiningly and enjoy the glory she deserves."

During the final two questions, a foreign reporter stood up and asked, "Hello, Ms. Cho, you said your original intention was to showcase traditional Chinese style. Why did you choose models from not only China but also from around the world? Wouldn't this kind of clothing be better showcased by Chinese models?"

"That's a good question."

In response to the reporter's questions, Qiao Ruyi was elegant and calm, and said gracefully, "The reason I chose models from all over the world to showcase our clothing with Chinese elements is to tell the world that clothing with Chinese elements can not only be worn by our own people, but also by friends from all over the world to show its elegance and grace. Traditional Chinese elements should not only be popular in China, but also let the world see the beauty of traditional Chinese elements."

After that, she looked towards the reporter's camera and said in a low but resounding voice, "The beauty of traditional Chinese style has never been defined."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was another round of enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Time was almost up, so the host stepped in to take control and said, "We still have a little time, and everyone has a chance to ask Ms. Cho one last question."

At this time, a female reporter quickly raised her hand. After being signaled by the host, she stood up and glanced at the designer named Qin in the corner in the distance.

This question was sold to her by the designer Qin, who said that as long as she asked the question in public, it would definitely be an exclusive and explosive piece of information, and tomorrow's headlines would definitely be their news.

The female reporter swallowed nervously and asked, "Ms. Cho, I heard your drawings are always very hard to come by. In recent years, no brand, domestic or international, has been able to hire you for a design show. And this time, you were able to reach a cooperation with the president of LS Group to help LS Group enter the fashion industry. There is a lot of discussion online, saying that this is an olive branch you extended to the president of LS Group in order to pursue him."

As soon as the reporter said this, the whole audience fell into an uproar.

This is undoubtedly the most jaw-dropping question so far.

Seeing the audience's reaction, the reporter knew he had asked the right question and dropped another bombshell, "As everyone knows, the president of LS Group is married. Is it true that you had intentions towards him even though you knew he was married?"

The scene changed from a fashion show to an entertainment interview, and in an instant the venue was drowned out by all the discussions.

The host was about to remind the reporter that this question was not suitable for today's occasion, but was interrupted by a sudden sentence and was stunned.

"it is true."