Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

After the game, Dior returned to the backstage and called Chen Yingxue.

As soon as the call was connected, Chen Yingxue's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Is the game over? How was it? Where is she?"

Chen Yingxue held the phone, her body trembling slightly.

As long as she thought about Song Yuening losing in this extremely important competition and being criticized by Dior, she couldn't help but be excited.

After so long, there was finally something that could make her happy.

What will happen if Song Yuening and Xie Mingyuan are together?

No matter how powerful Xie Mingyuan is, it is impossible for him to reach the evaluation stage of the Rd competition.

This time, she finally won!

Dior was silent. For a moment, he didn't know where to start.

She really couldn't tell her good friend that she completely gave up her ill will towards her because of Song Yuening's character and the costumes she designed.

The winner of this Rd Design Competition is none other than Song Yuening.

Speaking of which, she was the one who ultimately decided to give Song Yuening the championship rating. She was the one who single-handedly helped her get to the podium.

"Yingxue, I know I'm sorry for you by doing this, but I still hope you can forgive me."

After Chen Yingxue heard Dior's words, her heart suddenly went cold. The blood in her body that had been boiling with excitement also cooled down in an instant.

She could feel that her mind was terribly calm, and there was only one guess left in her mind, but she was unwilling to admit it or face the reality, so she still asked without giving up.

"Dior, we are good friends. There is no need to say sorry between friends. What happened?"

Perhaps because Chen Yingxue's tone was too calm, Dior was relieved for a while.

"Yingxue, I know you are the most considerate one. I'm sorry that I didn't block her work in the final stage."

"Because I have to admit that her work is the best among the contestants this time. There is no reason for her to be eliminated, and I also admire her design style and level. She is simply a born designer."

As long as Dior thinks of that cheongsam that improved the national style, he can't help but admire it.

Song Yuening is simply a genius. Even she didn't expect that the upper body of the cheongsam could be designed like this.

Her ideas are truly original and unique.

If such designers stay in the circle, they will only bring more novelty and innovation to the circle in the future.

She really didn't want such a good seedling to be ruined in her own hands.

"So this is ah."

Chen Yingxue listened to Dior talking on the other end of the phone, her tone not fluctuating much, but her hands slowly clenched into fists.

She secretly resented it, but knew that she could not show it in front of Dior at this moment.

Because at present, the only one who can hinder Song Yuening's future is Dior.

No matter what, she can't do anything too radical to make Dior unhappy.

Dior didn't realize how bad Chen Yingxue was feeling at the moment. He just talked about his feelings for Song Yuening. At the end, he didn't forget to praise him again.

"Yingxue, do you think there may be any misunderstandings between the two of you? As the saying goes, works are like characters. I think her works are designed very well, and her character shouldn't be too bad."

"Why don't you find a chance to sit down and have a good talk?"

When Chen Yingxue heard these words, she almost broke her silver teeth.

"Really? I suddenly have something to do, Dior. Let's find a chance to get together later when we are free." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to respond to him. .

Dior didn't know what Chen Yingxue was thinking, but felt that her speed of hanging up the phone was a little ridiculous, but in the end he didn't think much about it, just shook his head and went back to find the video of Song Yuening's previous participation in the competition.

She didn't go to the competition site because she looked down on the contestants.

Now she is very upset because of Song Yuening that she was not present at the scene, but fortunately there is still a video to show her.

She really wanted to take a good look at what Song Yuening looked like in the previous competition.

Chen Yingxue looked at the hung up phone and almost squeezed out the name through her teeth.

"Song Yuening!"

She originally thought that Dior would avenge her in this competition, but she didn't expect that the final outcome would be like this.

Not only did Song Yuening successfully advance, but even his good friends now chose to side with Song Yuening.

If Chen Yingxue only thought Song Yuening was hateful before, now, she just wanted Song Yuening, a thorn in her side, to die quickly.

……

After Song Yuening won the game, he immediately told Song Nianan who was waiting at home.

"Nian'an, how are you? Isn't mom very powerful?"

Song Yuening's brisk tone reached Song Nian'an's ears, making Song Nian'an even happier.

"Really? Mom is so amazing! Then won't you be the most powerful person among designers in the future?"

"Then I am the daughter of the most amazing designer. That's great!"

Song Yuening couldn't help but chuckle when she heard Song Nian'an's complimenting words.

"Isn't it as exaggerated as you said? Although Rd is indeed a large-scale competition, I won this championship, but it has not reached the level where everyone knows it."

"By the way, Nian'an, my mother promised you before that after this period of work is over, she will take you to play and eat at your favorite restaurant. Can I go back to pick you up now?"

When Song Nian'an heard this, he immediately cheered.

"Really? Mom is not allowed to lie!"

"Then I'll go clean it up now. Mom, you have to wait for me!"

After Song Nian'an finished speaking, he was just about to jump out of bed and pack his things when he heard a very harsh noise suddenly coming from the other end of the phone.

"who are you?"

Song Yuening's alert voice came from the other end of the phone, and Song Nian'an's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"Mom, what's wrong? What happened?"

Song Yuening looked at the man who appeared in front of her inexplicably, and alarm bells rang in her heart.

She had been so focused on chatting with Song Nian'an that she didn't even notice when several men in casual clothes followed behind her, covering her body tightly.

It wasn't until they crossed her and blocked her that she realized how dangerous her situation was.

Song Yuening did not hang up the phone, but slowly took the phone from her ear to her back. She calmed down and looked at the people in front of her pretending to be calm.

"What do you want to do?"