Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

As expected, she still had the most trouble dealing with little girls.

Ruan Xingchen rubbed his brows and smiled slightly. Just as he was about to explain, the melodious piano music in the hall suddenly stopped.

Someone walked onto the stage, cleared the performers, and cleared their throat into the microphone.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you very much for coming..."

The person who hosted the banquet stood on the stage and began to give a speech.

At this time, it is obviously not appropriate to continue the discussion.

Ruan Xingchen pursed her lips and turned her gaze to the stage.

Forget it.

Anyway, the truth will come out in a while.

It must be said that she even felt a little relieved in her heart.

He Caiwei felt that she had won a great victory, and couldn't help but blame the man in her heart for coming on stage at such a perfect time that she couldn't appreciate Ruan Xingchen's embarrassed posture.

It's not so easy to steal her limelight.

You have to pay a price to satisfy her.

Fortunately, she has successfully won the favor of most designers with this incident. Now they have unconsciously distanced themselves from Ruan Xingchen, who was originally surrounded in the center, and instead moved closer to her.

There was even an internationally renowned designer who patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "Good girl, you have the most crystal clear heart in the world."

He Caiwei became more and more pleased with herself.

As expected, she never failed to get what she wanted.

The feeling of making a comeback is so satisfying.

The only regret is that Master Eric is still standing next to Ruan Xingchen and didn't even give her a second glance.

It doesn’t matter, there’s a long way to go.

Now that she has been appreciated by these fashion giants, she has more opportunities to meet Eric.

One day, she would make Eric look at her with new eyes and bow his proud head to her.

He Caiwei's eyes lit up with vigorous ambition. She didn't notice Eric's silent glance at her, and her brows unconsciously frowned.

It was Ruan Xingchen who sensed that something was wrong with him and gave him a questioning look.

What's going on here?

Eric shook his head silently, hiding the displeasure on his face.

He didn't like the way the girl looked at him, as if he was a prey waiting to be conquered, a puppet in her palm to be manipulated at will.

It made him feel very uncomfortable.

He Caiwei was immersed in her own imagination, with the corners of her mouth raised high, and she didn't listen carefully to the speech on the stage.

Until the spokesperson's voice suddenly rose, filled with excitement and enthusiasm: "What's exciting is that this mysterious designer S, who has suddenly emerged and brought glory to our domestic fashion circle, is also here at our banquet today!"

"Now, let us welcome this mysterious Ms. S to her shining debut!"

Along with the passionate voice, there was warm applause from the audience.

Designer S has never been found either in China or abroad.

She seemed to appear out of nowhere, without any preparation, and won the world championship in one fell swoop.

It's like a myth.

Countless people are guessing her identity.

I suspect she is a young genius, which is why her first work can astonish the world.

I also suspect that she must be an elderly person, as she could design such perfect works, even with such varied styles. Her other entries are also dreamy and beautiful, full of layers and profound meaning.

Everyone has been speculating about her for a long time, but still hasn't received any news.

Now that I suddenly heard that she was also here, how could I not be excited?

Even Eric couldn't help but raise his gray-brown eyes and stare at the stage, expecting to see the designer S whom he admired so much.

Under such expectations, Ruan Xingchen rubbed her brows helplessly, lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, walked through the crowd inconspicuously, and glared at Han Xiuqi who was not far away.

When I asked her to come here, I never told her to make such a grand appearance.

This is too exaggerated.

Han Xiuqi gave her a flattering smile and shrugged his shoulders.

She is the founder and behind-the-scenes boss of C&S, and she makes money for herself.

In this case, it is only right to ask her to cooperate for the company's good publicity, right?

What can Ruan Xingchen do?

She could only accept her fate and hold up her skirt, and walked forward gracefully as the spokesperson again loudly invited her to "Please welcome Designer S to the stage."

"Senior, where are you going?"

However, her arm was grabbed by someone.

He Caiwei seemed a little puzzled. She lowered her voice with concern and whispered, "Designer S is about to take the stage. Everyone is looking forward to it! It would be rude for you to leave now... If you want to leave, why not wait until Designer S finishes speaking?"

She is completely the image of a junior who is worried about her senior.

However, deep down in her heart, she was secretly burning with pride, filled with the gloating pleasure of watching a good show.

Ruan Xingchen wants to leave now? No way.

She didn't expect that designer S had also appeared at the party.

This time, designer S's winning of the award filled the gap in the domestic fashion circle for many years, allowing the domestic fashion circle to finally hold its head up high on the international stage.

If she had won other awards, some people might have been jealous of this designer who emerged out of nowhere.

However, the competition where she won the award is a top competition in the fashion circle. Her domestic peers can only be proud of it and will not have any negative emotions at all.

They are not on the same level, what else can we do except look up to them?

After all, the domestic fashion circle started late, and even after years of hard work, it still cannot catch up with the level of foreign countries.

This is the first time that we can hold our heads high like this, and everyone is so happy.

Designer S’s status is so high now. If she saw with her own eyes that Ruan Xingchen actually wore imitations of her works in public, she would openly express her disgust.

It is no exaggeration to say that from then on, the door of the fashion circle was completely closed to Ruan Xingchen, and she was destined to become the laughing stock and clown of tonight.

Thinking of that scene, He Caiwei was filled with joy and of course would not give her a chance to leave.

Ruan Xingchen was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at the arm that was resting on his wrist, and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm not withdrawing."

She raised her hand, pointed at the stage gracefully and calmly, and chuckled, "It's my turn to go on stage. If you don't let go, everyone will get impatient."

As she spoke, she gently pushed He Caiwei's hand away, and walked towards the stage with her graceful figure and calm steps.

He Caiwei stood there in a daze, looking at her figure, unable to react for a moment.

She, what did she just say?

What is she going to do?

Is she going on stage?

But, didn't the spokesperson say that designer S would be invited to the stage? Could she have misheard?