Step aside! My Demon CEO

The other one was naturally her goddaughter's work. This goddaughter was "Picked up" from outside. It was also fate. More than 20 years ago, she lost her daughter, but she did not expect that god would give her a daughter. Although this was not biological, it was like a biological child. Looking at her work, it was a light green dress, a children's clothing, which could show the designer's childish heart, and the yearning for a better life.

The other one was Yu Shanshan's work. Yu Shanshan was indeed very powerful. She had been studying under Lai Xiaoli's strict requirements since she was a child. After so many years, although she was not as good as Lai Xiaoli, she also reached Lai Xiaoli's level of a few percent. This design made amy feel very familiar. This style and the rules were similar to Lai Xiaoli's.

The moment she saw the work, she guessed the identity of this Yu Shanshan. After her verification, it was true. Yu Shanshan was the daughter of Yu Dehai and Lai Xiaoli. I really didn't expect their children to grow up so big and learn fashion design from lai xiaoli.

Amy smiled lightly. Lai Xiaoli didn't expect her to come back one day. She wanted to see what Yu Dehai and that bitch's daughter looked like.

Thinking of the past, amy's beautiful eyes were filled with sadness and resentment. For more than a decade, she had been hiding her reputation and designing crazily every day, just to come back one day to avenge lai xiaoli and Yu Dehai, the dog couple. If she hadn't escaped death, she would have been like her daughter. She died in that car accident.

She would rather she died in that car accident like her daughter, so that she wouldn't have to live in the Missing every day and be unable to extricate herself from resentment. All her efforts were to avenge her daughter. After waiting for so long, she finally had the right time.

Just then, a small body pushed open the door and slipped in. She was holding a bowl of freshly cooked soup in her hand. Seeing the expression on amy's face, she said with concern, "Godmother, stop thinking about those unhappy things."

This person was Jimei, which had disappeared for a long time. She had thought that she would never set foot on North Coast again. She also wanted to say goodbye to the world and everyone. At that time, she couldn't think of anything and jumped into the sea. Amy happened to drive a yacht to play in the sea that day and saved her.

Amy turned around and smiled at her. When she saw her eyes and eyebrows, she suddenly felt a little familiar, as if she was very much like herself when she was young. Amy's expression was stunned for a moment, but soon came back to her senses. Her daughter was dead. At that time, her hands could no longer feel her daughter's breath. At that moment, her heart was like a knife cut.

"Jimei, your cooking is getting better and better. I like it very much." Amy drank chicken soup and ate elegantly. Jimei looked at her godmother with envy and admiration.

What she envied and admired was the achievements of her godmother. She also wanted to be like her godmother. One day, through her own efforts, she would stand in a higher position. Perhaps if she had seen this clearly earlier, she and Chen Xule would not have come to this step.

Her birth was not an important factor in deciding that she and Chen Xule could not be together. The biggest reason was herself. She was not good enough. She knew that her family background was so bad that she was not worthy of Chen Xule, but she still did not know to make a change.

No matter how much she loved each other, her heart was also humble, and Chen Xule had always been so fickle that she did not restrain herself because of her love for her. Perhaps the two of them were destined to never be together.

After dying once, she thought about it a lot. No matter what, life is the most important thing. Just live.

"Godmother, don't work too hard. It's only the preliminary competition. Leave these works to the people below to review." Jimei held amy's hand and acted coquettishly. She had never felt the warmth of the family since she was a child. Amy treated her like her own daughter. They got along very well. She loved godmother and liked her too much.

"No, this is godmother's business. This competition is very important, so I have to check it out myself." Amy replied.

No one knew how long she had waited for today. She had dreamed that one day she would come back to seek revenge on lai xiaoli and let her taste the loss of her family.

"By the way, have you finished your design?" Amy put down the spoon in her hand and asked seriously.

She no longer had a daughter. She really thought of Jimei as her daughter to hurt, so she would teach her life's lessons. Jimei's talent was very strong. In just a few months, progress was rapid, which was also very satisfying to her.

"I finished last night. I drew more than a hundred." Jimei replied with a smile.

Under amy's guidance, she also fell in love with design. Every time her godmother praised her, she found a new hope in life. She found what she loved. She loved design.

"More than a hundred?" Even amy could not help but be shocked to hear this number. "Hurry up and show it to godmother."

Amy had also drawn a hundred pictures in one night at her best, but they were all copied, just like the task she was assigned to Jimei. But Jimei had only been in contact with the design for less than half a year and had reached such a speed. It was really amazing.

Jimei took the design drawings and amy flipped them down one by one. Although Jimei still didn't have a good grasp of the heat of holding the pen and some lines weren't beautiful enough, compared to the previous two days, she had made some progress. Moreover, she had drawn more than 100 pieces so hard, so she probably didn't sleep all night.

Only then did she notice the dark circles under Jimei's eyes. Although Jimei had applied a light layer of foundation this morning, she could not hide the tiredness in her eyes, but she had boiled chicken soup early and said that she wanted to make something delicious to replenish her body.

Amy was moved. She thought of Jimei as her daughter from the bottom of her heart.

However, she was touched. She was a teacher in Jimei in design and had always been strict, so she put away the tenderness in her eyes and said seriously: "It's a little better than yesterday, but I don't know what to write. From a script, some lines are too rent, some lines are too thin, and I asked you to imitate the same person's design, but I clearly saw different styles in your design..."

Jimei nodded. She also looked at her design draft. There were indeed many problems. Amy liked the modesty of Jimei. She didn't like people who were too arrogant and confident, because such people were easily complacent.

Jimei had great talent, but she was modest and studious. Jimei's talent could be said to be dug out by amy. She had never been in touch with any design since she was a child, and she didn't read much. That day, amy was arranging flowers, and Jimei was helping. Amy suddenly found that Jimei's use of color was simply too good, and she knew beauty, and what beauty was.

Later, she tried to get Jimei to draw a few pictures. Jimei was drawn by heart, and there were no rules to describe, but the things she drew made amy's eyes shine, as if she had obtained some rare treasure.

All these years, she had wanted to train a successor, but she had not met any good candidates. At that moment, she really wanted to teach her everything she had learned in her life.

"Talent is very important, and effort is also very important. You must slowly develop your own style. Style represents your entire soul." Amy followed her instructions. Her words were gentle as the wind and poured into Jimei's mind word by word.

She seemed to understand Jimei.