novelraw Chapter 301 My Woman Says Who Is Who (4)
Chapter 301 My Woman Says Who Is Who (4)
But it was unclear whether a certain man was on a high, or stimulated by Qiao Xuan and Xie Qinghuan repeatedly calling him a cripple.In any case, he completely abandoned the wheelchair and swore he would never touch it again.
The second competition took place in the school’s auditorium, hosting a runway show and inviting many internationally renowned fashion celebrities and design masters, and attracted many fashion brands wanting to scout designers that suited their brand’s style.
"Is your leg really okay?" Qiao Mo stood before him, helping him with his tie.
Speaking of which, people like Fu Nancheng and Yan Jiu were invited to attend because they had once featured in fashion magazines, heralded as the best-dressed man, the man with the best demeanor... and various other rankings.
"Yeah," Fu Nancheng responded.
Seeing this, Qiao Mo said no more and got in the car with him.
Before getting in, she confirmed whether the model had set off, and upon knowing he had already arrived backstage at the auditorium, she sighed with relief.
After all, suits, once slightly high-class, are tailor-made.
If the fit isn’t right, too large makes a man lack presence, too small looks restrained and cautious.
Moreover, she needed to choose a fitting model according to the style and type of suit she designed, otherwise, not only would it fail to convey the intended aura, but it might ruin her clothes.
Therefore, the male model for the suit was quite important for this competition.
After confirming, Qiao Mo hung up the phone; she hired a second-tier model, not top-tier, as Fu Nancheng’s leg, Xiao Xuan’s surgery, and Qiao Dehou’s case overlapped, so her progress was slower than others.
By the time she started hiring models, the famous ones available had already been booked.
Top-tier models were too expensive, so she had to repeatedly choose among second-tier models, and finally settled on a somewhat famous man.
The man was called Qi Yu, around twenty-six or twenty-seven, his demeanor was fairly steady and mature.
Because he wasn’t too young, he had some experience, and coupled with moderate appearance fees, Qiao Mo gritted her teeth and contacted him.
Over an hour later, the car stopped at the auditorium entrance.
A black leather shoe landed first, and everyone saw a tall, elegant man with a serious and reserved aura step out of the car.
An impeccably fitted ink-blue suit, a light blue striped tie, with long, narrow phoenix eyes, lightly pursed thin lips, his whole being exuded an unmistakable regal presence.
Shen Tingting, wearing a white long dress, had just gotten out not long after, finally seeing the man she yearned for in her dreams, a hint of stealthy joy flickered in her eyes, she approached lifting her dress to greet him, "Fu..."
"Careful," Fu Nancheng still looked indifferent, seemingly oblivious to her presence.
Reaching out to support Qiao Mo, who was about to get off the car, his other hand shielding the car door area to prevent her from bumping herself.
Watching Qiao Mo get off the car, Shen Tingting froze.
Lately, Qiao Mo hadn’t been appearing at school, she thought she and Fu Nancheng were long done!
Unexpectedly, she was still clingy with him.
Shen Tingting was infuriated, seeing Fu Nancheng’s eyes filled with fondness for Qiao Mo, gnashed her teeth in hatred.
Really don’t know what kind of charm potion Qiao Mo, this vixen, gave him, couldn’t he see her true heartfelt affection for him?
After getting off, Qiao Mo took a glance at Shen Tingting in her white long dress, hooked Fu Nancheng’s arm, and turned away.
Shen Tingting’s heart tightened, anxiously said, "Mr. Fu..."
She hadn’t finished speaking when she pretended to step on her own dress, her whole self tumbling towards Fu Nancheng’s embrace.