章 42: The magic words "your wife"

"Stole Su Ling's designs?" Yun Xuan muttered. She knew her friend wouldn't do that even if she didn't have the talent.

She humphed and texted Lu Aotian. [President Lu, someone is messing with your wife.]

Right after she sent the text, she regretted it. She had saved his number long ago when Wan Jia's pregnancywas acting up. When she called Lu Aotian for help, the man didn't even listen to her. He simply warned her never to contact him again and hung up on her. Right now she hoped he wouldn't reply.

Ring! A new message. [I'm watching the livestream but thanks for caring]

She double checked to confirm it was Lu Aotian who sent that message. What happened to the scolding and possible blocking?

Only the man knew how happy he felt when he saw the notification. It was all because of those two words- your wife. From the tone, he knew it was Yun Xuan. There was this saying that your friends will treat the people around you the same way you treat them. So did this mean Wan Jia thought of him as her husband so her best friend automatically thought the same way?

He had initially wanted to see if his woman was strong enough to deal with this tiny little problem but he had second thoughts. Why would his wife need to take care of problems? She should use her time to admire her beauty while those minute problems, he'll handle them himself.

He made a phone call.

On stage, the most strict and intimidating judge among the five judges stood up and walked to the young man. "How do you know about all those things you say?" His voice was hoarse and overbearing.

The young man looked a little nervous."I work at Mondial Studios.

The judge looked at him sharply. "Do you have your employee card?"

The man didn't expect such a question and shook his head like a ruttledrum. "I wasn't going to work today so I didn't carry it around."

"Then, do you have evidence for what you claim?"

Evidence? of course he did. Only that it was very useless and stupid. He still said it anyway, "Let Wan Jia present her dresses. All of you will see that they look just like an altered version of Su Ling's."

"How can we be sure it's not Su Ling who plagiarized?" someone in the crowd asked.

The judge looked stern. "Let the models in. You must know that since you interrupted the program and tried to sway public opinion by slandering a contestant, you will pay the price."

Then the lights on the stage went dim. Wan Jia held her breath. In the audience. The screen displayed the theme 'rebirth'

"Wow!" The first model stepped out wearing a pink lacy dress. It was just slightly pink at the chest area and the color deepened from the waist all the way down. It reminded everyone of a newly blossomed turlip.

"So beautiful! I've never seen anything like it before."

"Aaah! the second one is out! How can a dress be this beautiful?"

The models went on stage one after another wearing the ten dresses named Turlip, Red rose, Daisy, Iris, Peony, Lotus, Snowdrop, Lily, Geranium and Cherry. They all looked like heavenly beauties. The crowd cheered as they went back.

Just as they thought they had seen enough, another model appeared.

"Aaaaaaah! Those legs! Are there such beautiful legs in real life?"

Thud! An unlucky fellow lost balance and fell.

"Aaaaaah! she's such a goddess!" Soon, everyone echoed in cheers

"Goddess! goddess! goddess!" The goddess was wearing Wan Jia's most beautiful outfit. It was a two piece dress, just as blue as a bluebell and she had a jade waistchain around her beautiful slim waist.

"Is the goddess really a model?" someone asked when they noticed she looked a little nervous and it seemed to be her first time on a runway.

"Are you blind? That's designer Wan. She wore her own dress. How patriotic!"

That was right. It was Wan Jia. Although she looked beautiful wearing anything, the blue color always seemed to pull out all the beauty from her making her beautiful enough to have the world at her feet. She felt it was a shame to leave this magnificent dress out so she may as well wear it.

To calm her nerves, she smiled slightly at the audience. Her nervous smile appeared bewitching, making the shrieks and screams so loud that the venue almost exploded.

"Goddess marry me! Goddess I love you!" Some men began to confess while others leaned weakly in their chairs. A few unlucky ones even passed out. Women were not too safe either.

Amidst the excitement, the judges presented their points. 10 points 10 points 10 points 10 points 10 points

The rooftop was almost blown off by the screams. It was right to assume that although they were going to present very high scores, they would be around 9.5 but once Wan Jia appeared, they were charmed silly by both the dress and the beauty donning it.

Even the two female judges could swear that if all the models looked like Wan Jia, they would forget to assess the dresses and assess the models instead. That was why most people didn't chose overly beautiful models as they may be critisized for shifting the attention.

The youngest female judge suddenly lost her compusure and shrieked while standing to bow towards the stage. What followed was the other judges following suit then the audience stood too.

A standing ovation! This was even more rare in the fashion industry than all the judges giving full points.