The broadcasting of the annual Fall Fashion Show continues as those at ho watch and cheered for their designer of support. At the sa ti, the Ji Mansion held a nervous vibe. Outside where the soldiers reside, a television turns on to the channel of the live broadcasting.
"I knew our young miss is soone with a pure heart and soul. She doesn’t need to win because she will always be a winner in my heart."
Xue Yi sobbed his words with tearful eyes. He may have only t Yue Ling a few tis, but those few tis were enough for him to differentiate what kind of person she is.
Thinking of the kindness she has given, he couldn’t help but lift his hand and touch the pendant of the necklace on his neck. It was the very necklace when he first encountered her and a gift he will treasure even after death.
Seeing him do so, the other soldiers surrounding the television did not hesitate to do the sa. They were all blessed to have known not only the old general, but also the young miss.
"Our Miss is the best!"
"Win or lose, like Xue Yi said, she is always the winner in our heart! No one is better than her!"
All the soldiers at the Ji Mansion shouted in full of support. Even if they can only watch at ho, they are spiritually there with Yue Ling.
As the soldiers cheer on their own outside, inside the Ji Mansion, Ji Jingxu and Housekeeper Hu sat in the living room with their eyes glued on the television. Not only them, but Zhong Yang and the other servants were also present.
"Ah! Hurry up and announce the winner already!"
Housekeep Hu exclaid nervously. Knowing that the event was today, he and all the servants sped up with their chores. That way once the show started, they can also enjoy it.
Both his arms raise into fists in front of him and he whispers to himself.
"Young Miss, do your best! We are cheering for you!"
Sitting next to the old man, Ji Jingxu stares nervously at the screen. However, seeing his older sister standing next to the cold and aloof man, he recalls his grandfather’s question and pout his lips.
"Assistant Zhong, do you think Lu Tian is a good match for my jie?"
Hearing the boy’s sudden question, Zhong Yang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Good match for the young Miss? Boy, they are already in a relationship. However, as of right now, he cannot say anything.
Looking at the sa screen as the boy, he sighs inside. Although not much was said, Lu Tian clearly hinted to the whole world how he feels towards Yue Ling.
He shook his head and sighs.
"Don’t listen to what others say about the Lu boy. Not everything you hear is true."
Ji Jingxu nod his head without looking away from the screen. His grandfather had once asked him how he felt about Lu Tian.
Truth be told, he would be lying if he said Lu Tian was not a scary man. Although they have not t face to face, he can tell that the aura around the man is very unapproachable.
In the past, Lu Tian would bring his n to train with the soldiers, but he (Jingxu) was too focused on his studies to even think about training like now.
From what he knows, Lu Tian is a man capable of many things. He heard one of the soldiers ntion that Lu Tian’s ruthlessness is not to be taken lightly. His n may be the ones doing most of the work, but once when it’s personally him, his ways of tornting others are beyond the imaginable and will give anyone who witness it nightmares for the rest of their lives if not years.
Thinking this, his eyes focuses on his beautiful sister in a glistening gold dress. His grandfather may approve of this, but what about jie? Is she ready to open her heart again?
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As the night carried on, inside Beauty, Yue Ling and Chen Lii were no longer standing on the stage. After their introduction, Beauty had prepared designated seats for them. The only ones currently on the stage was only Lu Tian and Wu Jing as they wait to reveal the winner.
Down below, the judges held their evaluation forms as they compare the asures of each designer’s performances in designs. At the sa ti, they whispered amongst their small group in discussion of who they felt is suited to be the winner.
Seated two seats away from Yue Ling, Chen Lii held her perfect CEO image. However, she could feel the sweat on her palms.
An Qing may have won first place in the previous years, but now it is different. She should have weighed the pros and cons before competing against the team that brought her fa.
However, it’s too late for any regrets. Glancing to the judges, the nerve wrecking feeling inside her eases. Three out of the five judges are people she is acquaintances with. If they do not wish to have their darkest secret revealed, they should know what to do.
Thinking this, a sneer curls on her lip and she arrogantly raise her chin. Casting a glance to the model sitting away from her, she quietly scuffs.
Obvious to Chen Lii’s thoughts, Yue Ling was not affected by the woman’s attitude at all. She stares ahead and kept her usual calm deanor.
Whether she wins or not, it really does not matter. However, she does hope that the judges do the right thing and choose the winner accordingly to pure evaluation.
At the sa ti, the judges glance every so often in the direction of Yue Ling and Chen Lii as they continue to discuss amongst themselves.
"Are we sure about our decision?"
"Yes, we all decided on her. Her work exceeded our expectation and is worthy of winning first place."
Their whispers continue as it quickly cos to an end. A female judge nods her head then place the card with the winner’s na inside a red envelope. She stood from her seat and walks over to the stage to hand the envelope to Wu Jing.
"Your decision is finalized?"
Wu Jing asks in a low voice to the judge. Although he is friends with Yue Ling, he is not one to sche to let a friend win. Thus, he hopes that the judges do the right thing and not choose based on who they are closer to.
For everyone in this industry knows that not all judges are pure hearted as so goes by any ans to help a friend win especially when it cos to being bribed.
"Yes, we’ve confird our winner. Our choice of designer succeed in all the criteria."
The female judge quickly answers with a smile before returning to her seat.
Glancing over to the judges, Wu Jing takes a deep breath and walks back to stand next to Lu Tian. Even as the host, he is also nervous to know who will take ho the award.
"Ladies and gentlen, and those watching from ho, our judges have made their final decision. Based on the evaluation of the designs our designers presented us, tonight’s winner goes to..."
He pause in his words and turns to the aloof man who hardly spoke a word the entire night. With he cunning smile, he chuckles to Lu Tian.
"Mr. Lu, as tonight’s special guest, will you do the honor of announcing the winner of this year’s Fall Fashion Show?"
"..."
Casting a glance to the man, Lu Tian does not say a word but nod his head in accepting. He takes the red envelop from Wu Jing and leisurely opens it.
Seeing him open the envelope, no one can read what he is thinking as the audience below and those watching at ho felt nervousness crawl inside them.
Madam Lu and Zhao Ya’Er held their fingers crossed as both could feel sweat slide from their forehead. Why is Lu Tian taking so long? Hurry up and announce the winner!!
Seated to the left of both won, Grandfather Ji held tightly onto the golden bamboo cane. He swore the feeling he has at this mont was more nerve wrecking that how he felt during his ti on the battlefield.
Lu Tian slowly takes the card out of the envelope and his deep voice sounds as he reads the na.
"The winner of this year’s Fall Fashion Show is..."
His eyes slowly blinks as he looks up from the card and turns to et the winner in the eyes.
"Han Yue Ling." My wife.
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